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"Mondays" Mind blowing how quickly the week begins, Missing the weekend what great friends, Monday you came so quickly, Moving slowly once you've settled in, Maybe you could speed up the pace, Making work feel like 24 hours is more than a day, Muscle your way through for Tuesday is on its way. By Poetryexposures (c) 2017. #Poetryexposures, #artisrtyinduval,#poetsofig ,#mondays, #workbegins,#movingslowly,#24hours,#writers,#poetsofinstagram,#wordporn,#tired,#writingcommunity,#comeontuesday,#mindblowing.

The whole day at work Sheldon feels off. His head feels thick and foggy and his throat feels scratchy. He chalks it up to a chance encounter with a certain green eyed vixen in the hallway after breakfast. All the effort he put into being cordial and not getting on his knees and begging her back in front of all his colleagues put a strain on him. At lunch his stomach is roiling and he can not eat a thing. Even if it is one of his favorites fried chicken and macaroni. “You alright.” Leonard asks as he watches Sheldon scoot his food around on his plate. “Fine.” He says shortly sniffling. “You getting sick?” Leonard asks. “No Leonard I am not getting sick! I cannot afford to get to get sick.” Sheldon spits at him but as his stomach lurches when he looks at the glop of macaroni on his plate he changes his tune. “Maybe it is best I start a course of antibiotics anyways.” He says getting up and rushing from the table. “Get ready dude. You are in for a long night.” Raj tells him. “Oh no I am not! I am staying at Penny’s tonight and we are going to get as far away from Dr. Whackadoodle as possible.” He says. “You know what we should do, we should all go out for dinner then you and Penny should stay at a hotel.” Howard says. “I’ll keep an eye on him and if I think it is really bad that is exactly what we will do” Leonard drives Sheldon home and Sheldon goes immediately to his room forgoing dinner and tradition. Penny comes over for dinner and finds just Leonard. Usually on Thursday nights the whole gang gets together. “Where is everyone?” She asks. “Their not coming over tonight.” He tells her. “Why it is Thursday the whole gang always gets together on Thursdays.” “Well it is Sheldon…” “Is he alright?” Penny interrupts. “No he is getting sick.” “Sheldon is sick? What are we still doing here? We need to leave before he gets all cranky and needy! Right now he is the leave me alone phase we all know how quickly that turns into won’t leave us alone.” Hisses desperately at Leonard. “I know that is why I booked us a room tonight at The Plaza and we are leaving now to meet the others for dinner.” Leonard says grabbing his bag and keys. “Don’t worry I already packed for you now lets go.” He says shooing her out the door shutting and locking it. As they head down the stairs Penny gets an idea. It has been awhile since Amy joined them for a non girl’s night dinner. Penny pulls out her phone to call her and invite her along. “Hey Ames.” Penny says brightly into the phone. “Hey Penny whats up.” Amy says happy to hear from her friend. Seeing Sheldon in the hall had been hard for her. She was a wreck and could use the emotional support. “We are all going out to dinner tonight want to come?” She asks her. “I don’t know if I should I saw Sheldon today in the hall…” “Sheldon won’t be there.” “Why not?” Amy asks “He is getting sick and we all know how that goes. So Leonard and I are getting a hotel for the night and meeting everyone else for dinner.” “Sheldon is sick and you guys are just abandoning him?” Amy asks appalled. “We are not abandoning him! It is probably just a cold and he is going to act like he has the bubonic plague. Besides you are one to talk about abandoning him.” Penny says defensively. “That was harsh.” Amy tells her. “I know, I am sorry… So do you want to come or not?” Penny asks. “Actually I am feeling a bit under the weather myself. I think I better sit this one out bestie.” “Suit yourself, love ya.” “Love ya.” Amy says hanging up and then she looks around her apartment. She sees the monkey statue on her end table and picks it up. Smiling as she remembers looking at it while Sheldon read her a story while she was sick. How he had rubbed vapo rub on her chest ,and given her a bath. Sheldon had made an excellent nurse maid. “He took such good care of me.” She says to the statue. “I never got to return the favor.” Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Sheldon wakes up from a brief nap, his foggy head upgraded to full blown migraine. His scratchy throat upgraded to demon fire being poured down his gullet. His nose is running thick green snot and his cough is dry and racking. “Oh no.” He sniffles. “Leonard!” He calls from his bed. “Leonard! We are code milky green!” He waits for a response but none comes. In fact the whole apartment is eerily silent. So he pulls his blanket around his head and ventures out of his room. The apartment is dark and it is obvious no one is home. Sheldon stumbles outside the apartment shutting the door an walking to Penny’s. “Penny!” He yells as he knocks. “Penny!” He wails as he knocks again. “Penny.” He whimpers giving it one last weak knock. Then he gives up Penny is not home either. They have fled in fear of catching his sickness. Sheldon goes to walk back to his apartment but he finds it locked. “This can’t be happening.” He mumbles weakly as he sinks down in front of the door. “Leonard?” He asks knocking. “Leonard?” He says barely able to muster the strength to lift is arm. “Anybody?” He sniffles as he leans his head weakly against the door. He feels himself begin to slip out of consciousness. He feels like he floating above his body and he finds that be doesn’t care anymore. Maybe he will just die and the pain he has felt the past few weeks will be gone. “Oh my god Sheldon !” He hears a voice yell. “ What are you doing out here?” He must be dead cause the voice is the voice of an angel. “The door is locked. I don't have a key! Why did you never give me your key! You have my key!” “You have the key. You have the key to my heart.” He mumbles then he feels soft cool hands on his forehead. “He is delirious! Oh god he is burning up! He can’t stay out here. Think Amy think. Why does that damn elevator have to be broken?” Then he feels himself being hauled to his feet and his arms being draped around a small rounded shoulder. “Come on Amy if you got him to bed when he was drunk you can get him down four flights of stairs. Then drag him half a block to your car.” “You should use your wings and fly me down. Funny I never believed in heaven and now I am being taken care of by an angel.” He tells her as she pulls him down the flights of stairs and he walks wobbly beside her. Somehow making it out of the building and into her car. Sheldon drifts in and out of consciousness as she drives him. Half the time he is aware he is in a car the other half he feels like he is riding in the rainbow road course in Mario Kart. “If we get to your place do I get the star cup?” He asks her before vomiting against her car door. “If you make it to my place you can have whatever you want.” She tells him. “I just want you back.” He mumbles sleepily. “But I can’t have you back because you are an angel now. Momma always told me you can’t hang on to angels. Angels fly away.” Be says making a flying gesture with his hand. “I’m no angel Sheldon.” She tells him softly. Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Amy pulls into her parking space and looks over at Sheldon who is dozing against her car window. Maybe she should have taken him to the hospital but she feels like she can handle him on her own. Knowing Sheldon. He started taking antibiotics the moment he felt the inkling of a sniffle. Amy opens his car door and pulls him out and tries to get him on his feet. Her heart wrenching as she thinks about finding him slumped in that hallway. Leonard and Penny we're going to get an earful that was for sure. Leaving him when he was this sick for their own selfish reasons. How long would he have been out there if she had not decided to check on him? Amy is thankful for her elevator as she loads Sheldon inside and takes him the three flights up to her apartment. Amy gets him in the door and gets him to the couch. He lays across the couch and moans. He is pitiful and covered in vomit and sweat, he can’t stay like this. Amy goes to the bathroom and draws him a bath. Then she goes to retrieve him from the couch where he is still sprawled out like star fish. “Come on lets get you washed up” she tells him pulling the blanket off his shoulders. He lumbers after like a zombie as she directs him to the bathroom. He is still in the clothes she saw him wearing in the hallway. She pulls his shirts off and throws them into her hamper. Then she works on his pants pulling them down along with his underwear and tosses those into the hamper. The first time she is seeing him in all his glory and she can’t even enjoy it. Amy gets him into the tub and washes off all his sweat. He moans softly as she washes his hair his eyes fluttering from behind his lids as she runs her fingers through his dark hair. Amy has to remind herself that they are on a break and he is deathly ill as she runs a wash cloth along his broad shoulders and down his stomach. Once he is clean Amy helps him out of the bath then panics. She has no clothes to put him in and he can’t wear the dirty clothes he was wearing. Amy wraps a towel around bum and leads him to her bedroom. Then inspiration hits her, rice Sheldon is in her closet he can wear that t-shirt. He can wear the sweat pants she bought for her first girls night with Penny. The shirt is a little tight around his shoulders and the pants are capris on him but they will do. Amy puts him to bed and covers him with her sheet and blanket. He immediately curls to his side and drifts to sleep. Amy watches him for a moment trying to decide what to do. She could sleep on the couch but what if he needs her in the middle of the night? Amy decides to take a shower and change into her nightgown and then slips in beside him. “I am sorry you are sick.” She tells him stroking his hair. “I want you to know that I still love you. That I never stop loving you. I needed some time to think about what I expected from you and what you were able to give. I came to this conclusion… Whatever you are able to give I will gladly take. Life without you was so hard. I needed to see if it was easier and it wasn’ t. Not at all. I know you can’t hear me right now but I just had to tell you.” She whispers to him kissing him softly on his cheek. “Thank you angel Amy.” He murmurs Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx The next morning Sheldon feeling discombobulated and foggy. His head is still pounding and his throat still hurts, he stretches and looks down realizing he is wearing a t shirt he has not seen in years. Then it dawns on him that he is not in his bedroom at all but what looks like Amy’s but that is impossible. Then he rolls over and sees sleeping beside him the prone figure of Amy Farrah Fowler. He knows now that he must be dreaming so he reaches out and strokes her cheek with his finger. Startled when her wide green eyes open and blink at him and smile. “How are you feeling?” She asks laying a hand across his forehead. “Like death.” He croaks. “Not as much like death as yesterday if you know you are here and I am real.” “Are you real?” He asks. “Very much so” “How did I get here?” He asks confused. “Well Penny told me you were sick so I went to check on you and I found you nearly passed out in the hallway locked out of your apartment. You never gave me a key so I had to take you here and nurse you back to health.” “Why would you do that?” He asks awed. “Sheldon you wrote the relationship agreement you know what entails.” Amy tells him. “Yes but according to you, the relationship agreement no longer applies to us.” He tells her. “Sheldon I never terminated our relationship. I just needed a break to reevaluate things.” Amy tells him. “Do you remember anything about last night?” She asks him. “Amy, I don't remember how I got here.” He reminds her be gently. “Well I told you last night that I still loved you… That I never stopped loving you…. That after reevaluating things I feel things should resume as normal. “ “Oh Amy…” He gulps unable to properly express his emotions. “Things can’t go on like normal anymore.” “What do you mean?” Amy asks disappointed. “I mean that I want you back and I am willing to discuss what made you upset. If it ensures you will never leave me again.” “Deal.” Amy tells him smiling. “First however we have got to get you back to full health.” She tells him popping out of bed. “How about I make you grilled cheese and rub vapo rub on your chest while we talk.” “That sounds agreeable.” Sheldon tells her as she pops out of bed and goes to retrieve him food and medicine. “I visited by an angel last night.” Sheldon murmurs as she walks out the door.