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"Aachoo!"
Amy Farrah Fowler sneezed. Hard.
She had been asleep. But the sensation of being about sneeze woke her up.
Her hands felt moist...but not with water.
Amy turned on the light. In her hands were drops of blood.
She sat up. There was blood on her pillow too.
Now she was glad Sheldon was not here to see this. He had left for work early today without her noticing. She, on the other hand, chose to take the day off work. Today was the day Amy would finally marry Sheldon.
Six months ago, Sheldon asked Amy to retrieve test tubes out of the centrifuge. There was an engagement ring around one of the test tubes. At that point, Sheldon asked, "Amy Farrah Fowler, will you marry me?"
Amy went cuckoo with her response. "Yes! And in case you didn't hear me...Yes, yes, YES to the twelfth power!"
Now the big day had finally arrived. Amy was perfectly calm and composed when she went to sleep the night before. Now she was more nervous than she anticipated, more nervous than she had ever been in her entire life, especially considering her current condition.
What if I end up sneezing non-stop through the ceremony and the reception? What if my nose starts bleeding again? What if I sneeze blood on Sheldon's face as we say our vows?
She left the bedroom and walked to the apartment's main living area. Looking out the window, she saw the sky was filled with gray clouds. It looked like it could rain any second.
What would be worse-arriving at the church in a soaked wedding dress, or arriving at the church with blood trickling out of one or both of her nostrils? Both possibilities made her cringe.
What if she arrived with a wet dress and a bloody nose?
Would her wedding day be the day of her dreams...or of her worst nightmares?
To be continued...