I was tired, but it was more than tired. It was exhaustion. It was like someone sucked my energy out of my body with a vacuum.
My muscles were tired, but that’s not really the word. They were worn out. They were heavy. It was an effort to pick up my phone. It was tiring to type or pull up the blanket or roll over.
Something hurt. I don’t know what hurt, or where specifically, or what kind of hurt. I just knew that something hurt.
I was hungry, but I was too tired to get out of bed for food, so I just lay there. I tried to get up, but I couldn’t manage to exert that much effort.
And while I lay there, I thought about how to describe what I was feeling. My doctors would ask. A good description might help with a new treatment. The problem was, I just didn’t have the words. I couldn’t pinpoint the feelings. If the vocabulary existed, I didn’t have it.
This wasn’t the first time I lacked the words to describe how my body felt, and I know it won’t have been the last. I just hope that somehow I can find a way to convey it all to the doctors one day. And to the nay-sayers.
Chronic Rants 
It sounds familiar to me. You’re so tired you can’t even sleep and all your joints feel like spaghetti. I hope the doctor is familiar with that feeling when you describe it to him.
It takes more than exercise to get over it. That was what my GP Dr suggested
I think your description was good
Yep, that’s the feeling alright. How lousy that your GP said that. I hope you’ve found someone better.