Feeling the hot water hit me, I squeezed a blob of shampoo onto my hair.
Working the soap into a lather, I froze as my hand reached the nape of my neck.
Running my hands over my scalp, I’d noticed a bald patch.
Oh, God, I felt my heart sink.
I’d first noticed I’d been losing hair at the back of my head about 18 months ago.
And living with alopecia areata, I hadn’t had a full head of hair since I was 13.
But having lived the past 10 years with stable hair loss, I was devastated at the thought of losing
