"BB&C hotline device"  lololol...i love it...that's hilarious.   I am so going to use that the next time Princess Druggie is blowing up her DAAADY's phone. 

My GM was one.  My mom would share with her mother all of the plans for upcoming events.  We had a number of trips scheduled with my mom and dad that would get canceled when my GM would start the manipulating "You have to come visit me. I am dying and you may never see me again."  I would refuse to chase my GMs herse but my mom would take that bait.  I finally had to have a pointed sit down with my mom that she was not tell her mother anything about plans until the trip was complete then she could share the event in convesation with my GM.

GM played those cards for the better part of 25years.  My mom would cave over and over again.  Finally mom did take my request to not mention shit to my GM until after our trip was done.  GM would then play the guilt card about how we all should have visited her instead of going on our family vacation.  Any time my GM would play that crap with me, I would say and do exactly the same thing "Opps, got another call. Gotta go. CLICK!".  I am the only one of her 5 GKs who would call or visit her fairly regularly. But I would not tolerate her maniplulative shit.

My mom did finally put and keep her mother in her place and stopped playing GM's games.  My GM played that crap to the very end.  Her 90th Bday and her 20th anniversary with her second husband were on the same day.  The entire extended family, about 200 people, were together for her celebration.  We all had a great time. At the end of the event GM got up on the event center stage at the Church (founded by my GGPs who donated the land and built the original Church bldg).  GM thanked everyone for coming and closed with "I will not see  you again." Her final interface was manipulative guilt bullshit.  She died 1mo to the day after her 90th.  She just died. Nothing was wrong with her. She manipulated herself into the grave.  The monday after her 90th she had her pace maker replaced, she and her DH moved into a luxury retirement home.  She maniplated every second she was there. She would walk out of their apartment, check the hallway, then slide down the wall, arrange herself in the middle of the hall and start moaning that she had fallen, needed help, etc.... There was absolutely nothing wrong with her. She stopped eating, would hit the button forcing anyone and everyone to come to her beck and call.   

No one visited them once they moved into the retirement home. Everyone was sick of her manipulations by then.  Even my mom did not respond.   We all got together for her funeral and had a great time.   She wanted her 5 GrandSon's and my GrandDad's nephew to be her palbearers.  She got her wish.  Unfortuneately the three taller of us were on one side of the coffin and the three short ones were on the other.  As we were carrying her from the church to the grave side there was a major thud from inside her coffin. She most likely had flipped over toward the low side.  Other than all six of us laughing under our breaths with shocked looks on our faces, none of us ever said a word to anyone else.   I am sure my GM is pissed as hell at having to spend eternity with her face against the side of her coffin.