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Sickness has set in.

I feared at some point this morning—after being awoken several times throughout the night by intense soreness in the throat—that perhaps I had strep. I’ve only had it once before, as a child. I remember it distinctly. On a Friday, afflicted with strep, my parents got me a perch fish fry—one of my favorite meals at the time. But the breading on the perch just utterly destroyed my throat, affecting me so much I stopped eating fish fries for years.

But this afternoon I got a runny nose so I doubt it’s strep.