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TIFU by accidentally getting my mom high

So this happened last month, but no better place to put it than here. I (30M) am on vacation at Universal Studios in Orlando for my birthday, with my boyfriend (33) and my friend who works there (27). While we’re there, my parents stay at our apartment in NYC. Boyfriend stays behind from riding Velocicoaster, and when friend and I get our phones from the lockers after, I find that my dad has called me about 4 times. I call him back, and he tells me that my mother ate some sort of chocolate that was left in the fridge, and “now we can’t tell if she’s having a stroke or a heart attack or if she needs to go to the hospital”. I start freaking out, mostly because we did have an old bar of (I think German?) chocolate that we left half-eaten, so I was terrified it may have been genuine food poisoning. Dad keeps talking while I calm down, until I realize he’s fucking with me a bit and that actually Mom ate some leftover weed chocolate that we’d gotten from friends when we did edibles a while ago. This is not NYC weed, this is California weed; when boyfriend and I tried it (my first time ever getting high, btw) we each had a quarter of one square, approx 5mg, and were feeling it for at least 24 hours. I find out from Dad that Mom are 2 ENTIRE SQUARES of this chocolate, so 40mg at least, and on top of this she had made plans to go out to dinner with friends and see a Broadway show that night. (She now says that she needs to go see The Outsiders again, she barely remembers any of it.) When we called her the next night she said she was fine and it had all worn off, but the night after that, she informed us that she’d been lying about that and just didn’t want to worry us. Now it’s one of the funniest things that I think has ever happened to me.

TL;DR: Mom got extremely high on a friend’s edible chocolate, staying at my apartment while I was on vacation. She had at least 40mg of California weed, proceeded to have dinner with friends and see a Broadway show, and didn’t come down from her high for at least 30-35 hours. No consequences, just an amazing story.

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