I think that taking a stimulant without a medical purpose or a real problem is not a good idea. For those who have real challenges, real difficulties, and real reasons for taking stimulants I have no issue with the necessity. It is a matter of requirement, need, and moderation.
Stimulants may have varying effects on the host as seen in this preliminary research published in Nature; caffeine likewise may not work for everyone.
As you say, caffeine and stimulants are chemical compounds. Drugs. And as such, they have the capacity of abuse, but in this case, the abuse potential and the repercussions of one are greater than the other. That in my opinion makes caffeine a lesser of two evils.
In an ideal world, I would give up coffee, and people would not feel pressured to try stimulants. But this is not the case, so all we can do is resist the temptation. I would also suggest reading the submissions to the New York Times, titled “In Their Own Words: ‘Study Drugs.’”
To my knowledge, the use of stimulants without medical cause is frowned upon by the faculty and it is ill-advised and I would say the same.
What are your thoughts on the subject of stimulants? What food or drink do you have to help you study? Discuss or leave your comments below.
Welcome to the ward. The most important thing you need to remember…is that the coffee brewer is down the hall and to the right. Now you are ready to get through any day.
I have one cup of steeped tea half way through the morning every day to keep me going. Two milks and one sugar is my usual order.
What is your drink of choice and how often do you drink it? Share your daily fuel.
It was futile to resist. It was in every hand of every lecturer, of every doctor we saw. It was the subject of conversation in the early hours and late into the sleepless nights. Through a new language learned, we vented, we craved, we ordered: Tall, Grande, Venti; Latte, Mocha, Americano. How could we resist this product placement? How could we resist this culture?
It was futile to resist. Ensnared through repeat exposure, we grew to enjoy the bitter intoxication of the bean, the sweet taste of sugar, and the foamy delight of cream. Short lived are these, the high seems to last less each time. More cups, more shots; bigger cups, bigger shots. And so we go, spiralling into that coffee fuelled dream that takes its hold on our lives. How could we resist the escalation? How could we resist this culture?
Most shrug it off: “Welcome to a medical life.” “It comes with the territory.” “You will get there.” Such a terrible fate! Have we no choice in this matter? Must this culture stay static? I wonder how often medical students try to quit, try and fail as the drowsiness and irritability kick in. But did they try cold turkey or tapered?
But I do not want to shrug it off. I will try to stop, to shake this habit. A challenge yes, surrounded by that which I try to escape. Perhaps tea. Yes. Tea could do. I will try tea. Anything but to feed this monster, this guilty pleasure, this subtle addiction.