147.6.
I have forgotten what it is like to eat all the time. Did I do that on purpose? It doesn't occur to me now, maybe a few times a day, and I really only pay attention to it once. Maybe twice if I need to to think for work or school.
I don't want to know how many calories. One microwave dinner, a rice cake, a Greek yogurt, and half my weight in cough drops yesterday. I don't think I've eaten that much in a single day for over a week.
It is my comfort, distraction, control, escape. I've been sick for five days, so I'm going to be foggy, lightheaded, and exhausted regardless. May as well make the most of it.
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