This has GOT to stop

Yesterday, when I took my mom home, she said her leg was hurting. I asked her about it, and of course, she blew me off.
Called her this morning, and she said she had an ice pack on it and was resting it. She said it didn't really hurt, but she was icing it to keep it from getting sore. She said she couldn't come to church with us because she didn't think she was up for walking from the car into church. I told her we park on the curb now that I am pregnant because I can't do long walks, either. No, she said, she wouldn't go. Then, in the next breath, she said she was looking at the sale ads to see if HH Gregg had any microwaves on sale, and if they did, she was going to go and buy one if they did. So, I told her, "If you can walk from the parking lot into and around that store, you could go to church." She got so mad at me, and yelled at me, etc. I just let her go.
Then Emily started getting sick (posted about that in General Health issues), and I called to ask my sister what she thought. So, while on the phone with her, she acted put out with me. She said she had talked to Mom earlier and that Mom told her that her leg was so sore that she could NOT walk at all and that she was looking and trying to find an ice pack to put on it. WTF? That's totally different from what she told me. So I told Angie what my mom told me, and Angie acted as if she doubted me.
When we got off the phone, I called Mom and she said her leg was sore, but she could walk. Said she had ice on it still. Said she thinks she has pulled a muscle. Her ankle is swollen. WHATEVER! I told her to call her doctor. No no she says. I'll call in the morning or if it gets worse. I told her that she needed to stop waiting for things to get terrible and unbearable before she does something about it. I reminded her about her arm, and she said, "Yes, and THAT was just fine!" I told her it was fine because I had literally DRUG her to the doctor that day, and then I asked her if she didn't remember what the doctor and the physician's assistant had told her that day--how if she had waited she could have died. Then I also asked her if she had not actually learned her lesson when she initially was diagnosed with cancer. Y'all, she had been sick and having symptoms for a YEAR AND A HALF before she went to the doctor. By then, it was STAGE IV cancer (there is no Stage V). She said she had learned, but still refuses to call her doctor. This just makes me So, I asked her what she would do if she couldn't walk in the morning, and wasn't able to get to the doctor, etc. She said, "That's not going to happen. I will be fine in the morning . . . blah blah blah." I said, "How do you know? Do you have a crystal ball?" In the b*tchiest tone she says, "Yes." I hung up on her.
I AM SO SICK OF HER AND HER F*CKING GAMES! I have a sick child, who may have to go to the ER in an hour depending on how she does with what the nurse told me to do with her. I am supposed to be on bed rest; DH and MIL are IN THE BASEMENT AGAIN, so I have NO HELP, and NOW THIS. ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. How much more can one 36 year old pregnant lady with high blood pressure take?

That's a good question! I bet she doesn't even remember that I can't drive for a couple of weeks or that it took me a good three or four weeks to feel decent again after I had Emily. I am sure she has no recollection of that.

My mom has this friend named Jackie who is over there A LOT. A lot more than my mom lets on. Jackie is retired, but works part time, 8-12 Mon-Fri. She's over in the afternoons and on the weekends. I think Mom creates a lot of these situations to get Jackie's attention and sympathy. I tell Kyle all the time that I think they are lesbians because Jackie kisses my mom's rear end like a smitten boyfriend would. So, I believe she orchestrates this to get more attention from Jackie. Jackie also takes her to lunch, dinner, etc, and pays for my mom's part, which my mom just loves because she (my mom) is so cheap and stingy. I also think it has gotten MUCH worse since MIL moved in with us. My mom used to preach to MIL whenever the two of them were alone about how MIL should not live with us, etc. When we were considering moving into a bigger house, we talked to my mom about moving with us, but she was not interested. So, MIL says all the time how she doesn't get it, that she knows my mom is jealous about her living with us, but that my mom could be, too. So finally I explained to MIL that my mom doesn't want to live with us, but that she doesn't want MIL here either.
Basically, if you all look up narcissistic personality disorder, you will get a very clear picture of my mother. She has a lot more illness going on than just cancer. She loves to be the center of attention and will do so at any cost. Even when my sister and I were kids, she was jealous of us and the attention we got. She is just crazy and has been for years. It was easier when she wasn't sick because I could keep a safe distance, but now that she's sick, it's much harder to be distant. So, Lisa, yes, you are right, she is jealous--of the fact that I am pregnant and am getting some attention and of the baby that will be here soon.
Jennifer, I could call and tell Angie to do that, but it would be pointless. It would do about as much good as if I called her and told her to come and wipe my rear.

Lenora, you are right. My mom was at the hospital when Emily was born. Since I went into labor at 10:30 at night and had her at 4:00 the next afternoon, MIL, FIL, and my mom didn't stay long. They left before I was out of recovery because they were exhausted. My mom and MIL came back the next day. Then my mom and some of her family came and saw Emily about a week after we came home, so Emily was about a week old. After that, my mom did not see Emily until she was 5 weeks old, when I loaded Emily up in the car and drove to my mom's office and made her come out and see Emily. I didn't wait until she got home because she just wouldn't have come to the door. So, I know my mom has no clue what my recovery will be like or how hard it is. She wasn't around or in touch for most of that with Emily. One thing I have learned through all of this with her is that my mom appreciates NOTHING I do, and I can't ever do enough, so I won't sacrifice my well being and I especially won't sacrifice the well being of my kids for her. So during the six weeks it will take me to recover, she's going to have to just deal.

This describes my mom so well:
Narcissistic Personality Disorder (NPD) is a pattern of self-centered or egotistical behavior that shows up in thinking and behavior in a lot of different situations and activities. People with NPD won't (or can't) change their behavior even when it causes problems at work or when other people complain about the way they act, or when their behavior causes a lot of emotional distress to others. Requires excessive admiration--Translation: Excessive in two ways: they want praise, compliments, deference, and expressions of envy all the time, and they want to be told that everything they do is better than what others can do. Sincerity is not an issue here; all that matter are frequency and volume.
Here's the link to the rest.
http://www.halcyon.com/jmashmun/npd/dsm-iv.html#npd
It's amazing how accurately this describes her.
Ironically, and scarily, it also fits Kyle's brother, too.