So terribly tired. Always tired. This first-person narrator problem, or “condition” as his wife Imogen calls it, began slowly about three years ago. “A fatigue so complete that it paralyzed all my thoughts, so oppressive as if a heavy lead apron was hanging over my shoulders.” He runs desperately from specialist to specialist, but: “I wasn’t sick. There was nothing wrong with me.” The relationship suffers, he suffers. Until it finally turns out in a sleep laboratory that he, the narrator, simply cannot find the deep sleep phase, practically never gets to rest, and doesn’t even dream. So his wife sends him to a luxurious health resort in the Dolomites, where the wood creaks and the smell of pine and a notorious Professor Trinkl “looks into the souls” of the guests. A resort that “caused international attention with its holistic approach of naturopathy and sports medicine.” Motto: Live better, longer. Here, his wife is convinced, “everything is different.” And with that, welcome to “San Vita”.
Timon Karl Kaleyta’s novel “Healing”: Burnout or lack of meaning? – Culture
