I thought I was fine with being bald. But the chance of a cure has stirred up all sorts of feelings | Emma Beddington

I often narcissistically worry what would happen if my hairdresser were to slip away before me; how wrong would it be to bring him five or six wigs to cut on his deathbed?

For someone who frets about where my avocados come from, I'm shamefully incurious about how my hair is sourced. It's definitely lusher and more lustrous than what I saw in a recent New York magazine article.

It's a literal dream I have sometimes... my fingertips tingling with the phantom sensation of running my hand over my head and feeling hair, something that hasn't happened since it all fell out in 1995.

But now there may be an effective treatment. It's no magic bullet but it's the best chance yet. In trials, nearly 25% of people saw 80% or above scalp coverage.

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