CHAPTER 52
It’s hard to say if I’m improving or not, at least in terms of my health. As each passing day brings us closer to Secretary Hamilton’s visit to Pyongyang, I feel stronger and more hopeful. I may not be the most intuitive soul in the world, but I’ve got a good feeling about this.
The problem is Doc doesn’t seem to share my general optimism. According to his x-rays, my lungs are doing absolutely nothing to clear up this pneumonia, even with the heavy antibiotics he’s been giving me. I don’t worry. In just a few days, I’ll be back in the States. My own medical coverage is the cheapest you can find on the marketplace, but I’m certain I’ll have access to the best medical care political clout can buy. After all, think of how much information I can give DC about Pyongyang and North K
