I have a rip roaring case of strep throat. It's so bad that my entire jaw hurt last night, I couldn't turn my head, and I was getting to the point where I wanted to slobber so that I didn't have to swallow. It's the worst case I've ever had.
My husband was really concerned when he looked in my throat as my airway was getting smaller and sent me to the ER. There they diagnosed me, treated me with a shot of Bicillin and a steroid, and sent me home with Vicodan for the pain.
The universal use of antibiotics didn't start until after WWII. 60 years ago, I could have died from this case of strep throat, gotten rheumatic fever or kidney disease. Strep was a killer, but now it's just something that makes you feel really bad until you get it treated.
I'm going to lay down again. I still feel pretty cruddy, though nothing like I did yesterday. I suspect tomorrow I will be better still. Yay, antibiotics!