Mushrooms and Bitches Brew

This is a story I removed from my memoir because it’s so crazy. At the urging of my husband Wayne I added it back. It takes place not long after we start dating. It occured twenty years ago.

Wayne lives in an apartment on the second level of his parent’s house. He asks me if I want to do psychedelic mushrooms.
It’s been years since I took psychedelic drugs. I’m a mother. My initial reaction is “no way” but I say “okay” because I’m a schmuck at saying no.

Wayne makes hot tea with the mushrooms. He says, “The guy I bought them from told me to be careful. They’re potent.”
We each drink a cup of the mushroom tea. Our plan is to attend a drum circle that evening.

We’re sitting on Wayne’s couch. I’m so high that I think, “If I get any more high I might lose my shit.”
We decide to take a walk through the neighborhood. We walk along a path through the woods.

I see an old house. There’s a bee-keeping operation going on. I worry the bees might suddenly attack us. The bees might detect our mushroom buzz and get freaked out. The trees are flourescent green. The leaves are breathing. I’m on the verge of losing my mind. The mushrooms are definitely potent. I think, “What if I never come down?”

We return to Wayne’s apartment. He puts on Miles Davis Bitches Brew. I’m mind-blown by the awesome music I’ve never heard before. It’s heady. I think it’s the most brilliant music I’ve ever heard.

Wayne’s father yells from the bottom of the stairwell, “Your mother is having heart pain. She thinks she is having a heart attack. I’m taking her to the emergency room.”

We’re like, “Oh my god. What the fuck?
Wayne’s father requests that Wayne sit by the telephone.

Wayne’s friend that recently visited him brought him Thorazine. He works at a pharmaceutical company. I wonder if his friend is like, “Here’s some Thorazine just in case you have a psychotic breakdown.”

Wayne takes a Thorazine. It helps bring him down. I don’t know what to say. I say, “Well, this is a giant buzz kill.” Probably not the most empathetic thing to say.

We get a call that Wayne’s mother is okay. Phew. I’ve never done psychedelics since then.

One thought on “Mushrooms and Bitches Brew

  1. OMG! That shit will make you catatonic! I tried it…once. Could barely move…they make it for violent mental patients. Come to think of it, did Wayne ever come down? 😉

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