Impediments to going outside

Today I was allowed to leave work a little early, and after finishing up some paperwork, I went back to my room for a little time to myself. Since privacy is limited with three roommates, I figured I would take advantage of the quiet time in my room. I did some online surfing, some reading, and some napping, and awoke at around 7 pm when one of my roommates came back from work. I found myself nearly paralyzed in bed under my electric blanket, telling myself that I needed to get up and do something, but yet not able to do so. There were quite a few impediments to my getting out of bed and venturing outside:

(1) My bed is warm. The dorms are warm. Outside is often not.
(2) Leaving the dorm means getting into full uniform, which means no crocs or hair below the collar. It often means putting on boots, which irritate my skin and take a while to lace up.
(3) It's dusty and dirty outside all the time, no matter if you're near the road or flight line or not.
(4) My bed feels clean. Anywhere else does not.
(5) Whenever I leave the dorms, I have to take my weapon with me. It's like an extra appendage here, and must be attached to me except when performing physical training or personal hygiene.
(6) There's a lot of other stuff to remember to bring when venturing outside the dorms, to include ID tags, military ID, hospital ID, reflective belt, magazines and ammunition, etc. When lacking one of these items, someone is bound to stop me to review my transgressions. In the case of the reflective belt, the rumor is that the military police can either make and arrest or issue a $75 ticket!
(7) When not close to my room, I run the risk of an "amber alert" in which all personnel are required to report to their place of duty with their body armor, kevlar helmet, weapon, ammunition, and first aid kit for accountability. I was across base when this happened last week and had to rush back to the hospital, where I waited for a few hours before the "all clear" signal was given.
(8) There are few funny smells inside the dorm. Outside funny smells - latrines, old men, etc - are prevalent.

So is the answer to stay in my room - or at the very minimum in the dorm - during all non-work hours? I suppose this would be possible if I stocked my room with food and water (and since I don't have a frig, the food would have to be non-perishable). After all, my room is equipped with heat, electricity, internet (with skype), an electric blanket, and other niceties. But fact of the matter is that it would be difficult to spend half my day in the hospital and half my day in my room. It would be boring, not very physically active, and wouldn't contain much human contact. No, that shouldn't be my MO while here in Bagram. But I am learning that there will be some days when I don't feel like being social, don't feel like going to lunch with the clinic staff, don't feel like doing physical training. And that's OK, as long as the sloth doesn't last more than a day or two and doesn't affect my ability to treat patients.

Ultimately, I pulled myself out of bed this evening, got in the shower, and made the 5-min trek to the DFAC for dinner, getting there just before it closed. It might be difficult to sleep tonight, but at least I'm clean, full, and well-rested. :-)