The Sonia Show

Writer. Mocker. Beer drinker. Old movie watcher. Mother. Goober.

Don’t mess with the Zofran


Yeah, so, I’m feeling better.

Chemo is totally easy, you guys. You just need to take a ton of drugs until you find out what works to manage the side effects and then you lose your hair. Ta-dah! I kid. Chemo is awful. I’m only a week into it. I suspect the second round will be even worse, and I’ll up all my anti-nausea dosages. In the meantime, thank you, Zofran. This anti-nausea med controls the nausea but doesn’t make me super tired and loopy, so I can function like a regular human. I’m relatively normal. I’m stoked.


My Photoshop skill are not what they used to be.

I was feeling brave yesterday, so I let David take me to lunch … to the Olive Garden. Don’t you judge me. I wanted fettuccine alfredo, soup and breadsticks. And I wanted it plain and boring. No surprises. My friend, and fellow Chico State Wildcat, Jesse has been doing chemo for a year, and he told me that when something sounds good, eat it, because most of the time food will sound terrible. So there. It was the first regular meal I had in about six days, and the fettuccine alfredo was everything I dreamed it would be.

While we were eating in the Olive Garden, I noticed a table of old ladies, and they were drinking red wine and martinis with lunch. I hope when I’m their age I’m going to lunch with my friends on a Wednesday and getting wasted at the Olive Garden. Sounds awesome. Actually, I would prefer Chili’s. Chili’s is my favorite chain restaurant, and if you want to judge me for that, then – well – I’m sorry you’ve never had Awesome Blossom. They are amazing.



Author: The Sonia Show

I'm a writer/podcaster/mother/goober in San Francisco who likes to drink beer, shop, laugh and make other people laugh, watch old movies, feed my unhealthy obsession with pop culture, kick breast cancer's ass, go on adventures with my mighty, mighty good man David and my awesome autistic son, Calvin, wear orange and root for the San Francisco Giants, participate in general jackass-ery, talk about TV, eavesdrop on strangers' conversations, make nerdy “Star Wars” and “Simpsons” references, and post personal things about myself on the web for all to read, which makes me some sort of literary exhibitionist.

11 thoughts on “Don’t mess with the Zofran

  1. I’ll go with you to Chili’s. Margaritas! They used to be standing-room-only line-out-the-door. Sad they have fallen out of favor.

  2. Can we please get wasted together at lunch some day?

  3. Hey! You are going through hell in a handbasket…………If you said that you craved dirt from the ground, I’d say “Woohoo! Yum, that’s *great*” Take good care. 🙂

  4. I loved Zofran, too! I was on it while I was pregnant (I had hyperemesis). And I love Olive Garden. And I love drinking for lunch…and breakfast. Just keep the dream alive. You’ll get there soon. 🙂

  5. You’re hilarious:-) I Love chilli’s too. Thanks for sharing

  6. love chilli’s whooo

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