What's a false dawn? I didn't really know … it was my husband that mentioned it to me.
You’d think I’d know better really. But quite clearly, I just don't know any better ... even after 25 years living with Multiple Sclerosis!
By the time I got to day four, I was pretty much back to where I was before the Epiphany - the false dawn.
I was pretty much back to stiff, slow, heavy legs. But this time around, there were no tears as there have been on my previous false dawns.