I feel like a complete bitch for posting this but I'm at breaking point. My mum is so demanding because of all her 'health complaints' and I can't deal with it anymore. Everything is about her, how she's feeling/coping, her disabilities and how difficult life is for her. I've come to realise that most of it is down to her (either in her head or by her choices) so I'm finding my well of sympathy running dry lately. If I say anything to undermine how ill she is, then she goes spare.
For example, I've just got back from 2 weeks away with her. She didn't get much sympathy during that time because I just didn't have the patience. So on the last day when DH and I were supposed to go out for our 1 meal alone she became really 'ill'.
Her version: She was having serious kidney problems. The GP was really worried because of her diabetes so sent her straight to hospital for tests. She was in hospital over night and now has to take really strong medicine so needs to rest.
Reality: She had a run of the mill urinary infection, waited until the end of the day to ring the GP. Insisted they saw her straight away because she has diabetes. They wouldn't and said if she couldn't wait till tomorrow to go the out of hours doctor (who happens to based in a building on the same site as the hospital). She didn't want to miss Coronation Street but insisted on going once it had finished. Got there around 10pm and were there till 3am on account of there being lots of genuinely sick people before her. Sent home with a pack of bog standard antibiotics.
The reason it winds me up so much is that by making out she's so much worse than she is I end up feeling like I have to run around after her. Which I would do, and have been doing, if it were genuine, but I'm disabled myself and I've come to realise that she is far more able than I am.
I'm probably not explaining this well, but it seems like my mum's hobby is being ill, the more serious the better, and there's no room for me and any support I need.
AIBU to leave her to wallow in her misery?