DP - As someone genetically predispositioned to exactly that kind of, "Oh, I'm fine, I don't need to see a doctor," and therefore someone who's been on both ends of it...I fully understand your anger/fear/frustration (my dad came within 24 hours of death due to ignoring major warning signs). But try to understand that your mom likely is as ashamed of/frustrated with herself as you are.
It's hard to articulate, but Snowflake is right that there's an element of fear. I know better, she knew better, my dad knew better...but something not quite definable (at least not by me...else I wouldn't have this issue, would I?) just makes not dealing with it a more comfortable route. More than "more comfortable". The thought of dealing with it can be almost paralyzing. I wish it weren't so, and I hope my dad's experience will be enough of an object lesson for me to be smarter about it...but I know I can't guarantee that.
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