what strange malady has infected my ears and throat, hangs on like the aliens in alien, pains me every time I swallow much akin to the pain one would feel if scratchy sand paper was rubbed down the inside of ones esophagus, lasting now for over four days, one must suppose at some point that the echanaccea and vitamin c are not working as usual in harmony and perhaps need either assistance from the penicillin family or a bottle brandy.