I woke up with something hard in my throat.
I've become rather terrified of illness.
The real test, though, of true sore throatness: do I want coffee. If I still want coffee, then I tend to think it's nothing serious. Because whenever the real sore throat comes, the thought of coffee makes me cry, and all I want are slippery beverages like Gatorade.
I think everything is going to be all right. I'm drinking a coffee the size of my head.