My body reacts to rain

There was a part in this book that said our body can pick up environmental cues that will either help you to lose weight or otherwise. This fact has always been around but rarely emphasized as a significant factor in how we view obesity. This also reminds me of how the people in Greenland look the way they are over time due to environmental influences. The genetic coding mutates and adapts itself to the environment!

I am having an exam today. It will be in essay format. I have made a plan earlier to turn in to bed early so that I could have an early rise at 400am to do some revision. I was able to reassure myself of that and went to bed quite happily not having an ounce of worry about what the questions would be. However, there is also another triggering factor of my anxiety which is rain. No matter how hard I try not to think about it, I get really anxious when it starts to rain. This is because I know there’s going to be a few consequences from the night rain.

  • On a school day, it will mean an early leave for school and work because I do not want to get caught in the traffic – I hate when this happens cause people still drive very fast and recklessly in the rain.
  • The roof will leak and my kitchen cabinets and countertops would be wet with dirty, dripping water – it can be tiring having to clean it up. I need to find a reliable contractor to fix the roof someday.
  • Possible flash flood and closure of certain main roads on my morning commute – it happened before and I had to find alternative routes to make sure the kids get to where they are supposed to be.

Surely if I sleep, I wouldn’t notice the rain, right? I was wrong. I could still be affected by it.

My body somehow picks up the rain cue and wakes me up from my slumber, which explains why I am up 2 hours earlier than the scheduled 4am. I tried to take deep breaths and reclaim my sleep but to no avail. My body went into survival mode. One of those I must get this problem sorted. I need to mop that floor! So, I might as well just wake up, mop the floor, make an early breakfast, blog and just start my revision early.

Thank goodness I am on leave and that I could still relax with the school run. I guess I’d have to ditch my plan of giving my sister a visit cause I’m just going to end up sleepy for the first half of the day.

Its Raining Cats and Dogs

Into each life some rain must fall.
          – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Its 2208Hrs and I could practically hear the rain pattering against my roof. Mad, torrential rain. Almost like a little girls outburst as she was refused a lolly from the candy store.

Its times like this that I long to be by the window at great heights of the world. I wish to just sit by the window sill, reach my arm out and feel the wetness of rain drizzling down my arm. I wish to oversee the city in its glaring neon lights at the dark of the day.Cause the rain brings back memories. Good memories of being alone yet not lonely.

from my window

Like when I was in my 1st year of medical school. I had my own room, my own space. On the 4th floor of the students accommodation. The window became my favourite spot to study or make a phone call as I gaze down below to just see what the other students are doing. At night, despite the cold chilly English weather, Id keep it open just so I could see the moon and reflect on the days work.

The rain reminds me of being oncall in the wards during housemanship. The rain would sing songs of comfort as I clerk my patients or review the chore that had to be done for the night.

The times when I would just cuddle indoors with a good book and a mug of hot drink.

I love the rain but hey, I still need my laundry to be done. So sunshine, please do pop up once in a while.

What are your good memories of the rain?