The Boomerang Flu

Well, Thanksgiving has come and gone and now Christmas is careening toward us like some out of control festive juggernaut.
Would I be a complete Grinch if I said that I didn't much care for Christmas? I mean, I like the idea, but the execution is always a bit off. Plus, I'm already sick to death of holiday music since they started playing it in the stores up here right after Halloween.
Adding to my current Grinchiness is the fact that I have a bad case of the Boomerang Flu. What, you ask, is the Boomerang Flu? It's that flu you get one week, that you manage to shake after about four days, but then about a week later it comes right back at you, like it never left.
As I type this, my nose is congested and leaky, but at least the fever is gone. I've been sleeping like a cat, taking 12 hour naps. The space heater in my bedroom is running nonstop. It's over 80 degrees in there. This is all part of my usual means of shaking illness, which also incorporates screwdrivers and hot showers. Basically, I sweat it out of me.
Weirdly, this doesn't seem to be working this time. This sickness is just lingering, on and on. To make matters worse, the Research Job called to ask about availability later on this week. I told them I'd check back with them on Wednesday.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm about due for another cat nap.
Still alive, just really congested. - G.