Drama du jour

My mother has decided she is dying.
Again.
Or maybe I should say "still."

She has been to two doctors (primary and gastrointeroligist) in the past week....both of whom say she has a stomach virus, and gave her antibiotics.

When she pushes them (making their staff so crazy that they know her instantly) the doctor says "I can't do anything else for you." and then, when she pushes more, they then say: "go to the ER."
She has been texting and leaving melodramatic voice mails for my sister, saying how sick she is, and how she needs my sister's help with....something.

Every Facebook post in the last several days has begun or ended with "so sick" and gone on to talk about whatever she thinks will make her sound the most helpless.

(A mutual friend actually wrote to me yesterday asking if my mother was really as sick as she kept saying. "She sounds so pathetic" she said,)

My sister keeps offering to take her to the hospital if she thinks she is that sick.
My mother flat out won't respond to offers to take her to the hospital...she acts as if it was never said.
Why? Because that isn't dramatic enough....and someone might not remember to bring her laptop -- meaning she wouldn't have constant Internet access.

("I just want to go to a hospital with cable and Internet" was a recent declaration by her. However, whenever someone offers to take her to the hospital, she won't answer....cause a trip to the hospital is not in her current manipulation agenda. It also shows that she is basically thinking of a hospital like a hotel. Cause let me tell you...anyone who is as sick as she is pretending to be, isn't gonna give a crap if there is cable and Internet. They'd just want to be treated, sleep, and get well.)

So...anyway....she is leaving messages (voice mails and texts) every couple of hours or more....begging for my sister to come over and "talk" about stuff that, frankly, my sister either has no information about...or that doesn't need decided right now.

Today's voice mail:
(Note: it is important to read this as if it is being spoken in the most melodramatic way possible. Imagine someone who is working really hard to sound like they are hysterical and panicked...and is forcing out sobs to sound like they can't stop crying.)
"Kathy...please please come over. I need to talk to you about the bills and the IRS and stuff cause even if I don't go right away we need to talk about what will happen with the bills and your brother and the cats....please come Kathy, please come..."

In other words, she wants to give a dramatic presentation.
At this, my sister again offered to take her to the hospital. She ignores that. It is not part of today's agenda.