One of the biggest blessings of my life was the day my kind-hearted husband quietly said, "Honey, I hate to tell you this, but....
That man can sleep through anything! I'd probably been snoring, loudly, for years. Now I was working night shift for three months, and he woke up while I was at snore stage. Poor guy. I am so glad he decided to tell me.
The kind of snoring I was doing was the sleep apnea kind. Soon I found myself on a CPAP machine at night, and begin to get some actual rest. Here I am, four or five years later, and I recently got the pressure changed and a brand new mask. What a difference it has made to my energy levels! I'm still tired a lot, but not dragged-out, can't-possibly-move-any-more exhausted like I was.
By the way, Pat, if you're reading this, I took your advice and went to a podiatrist. Came home with shoe inserts and recommendations for good shoes, which I hope to find on a trip to a bigger city.