Last year, I shared with you all a blog post about my 2012. The year that my hair fell out. This year, although it's mainly about my year as a whole and not about alopecia I felt maybe some of you would like to read it. (you can follow my blog at www.learningtonurse.wordpress.com

I’ve never been a fan of new year’s, it’s a…

I remember the first time I saw my bald reflection looking back at me and thinking what a great shaped head I had. Of course I looked completely unlike anything I had ever seen in the mirror previously but I didn’t look like the hideous pictures on the doctors hand outs and at that moment, I just assumed this is how I’d look for a while until it all grew back. I felt happier at that moment than I had done for the previous few weeks having had to watch my hair thin and fall out, I felt in…

So admittedly, there is very little good about having Alopecia and whatever happens, any positives that come out of it do not, in my eyes, outweigh the terrible burden of having no hair. However, I realised one of those positives today and feel the need to share it.

In fact the drama began yesterday, in the freezing cold, wet town of Queenstown, New Zealand. I’m here for a few days after nearly a year away from home. The morning had gone well, after a disappointing beginning whereby…

It's the year which so many deemed to be our last, 2012 the year the world ends. Strangely it seemed, at many points of the year, my world did end or change unthinkably. There were certainly points; specific, small little parts of 2012 that I wished the world had ended.

Like every year it began with a crash of fireworks and over rated celebrations, and despite the rumours it ended too, in a somewhat similar fashion and for me, on the complete other side of the world from where mine…