Now I'm home.
I saw my doctor shortly after landing (he was concerned, and had wanted to check me out).
"It's got worse," he said, after I opened my mouth and he'd looked down my throat at the mess that's currently lurking back there. And he's right, it has. It's now painful to eat hot things, solid things, and cold things. Which leaves lukewarm liquids. Hmph.
Still, I'm at home. I have painkillers, and water, and, courtesy of the FAQ line, the longest list of things to help throats ever compiled. Not to mention about 900 Jack Benny Shows in MP3 format.
Time to get better, and rest, and recover.