I was having a discussion with my wife last night about the identities that we give ourselves, prompted by life events but also a friend's discussionwith another friend about weight loss recently.
I started talking about the observation that a loss is a loss - someone's loss of weight, someone's loss of a foot of their colon, the loss of a loved one. And I queried aloud what or who would I be if my colitis was suddenly gone? I've been "Sam the colitis guy" for almost 20 years. It has defined the majority of my adult life and shaped who I am right now. But what if that was gone? Who would I be then?
I don't know. I am who I am right now, and that guy who didn't have colitis is looooooong gone. I hope that sometime in the future I'll find out who I am without this (I have age 50 as some sort of magical line by which time a cure will be found), but it will be interesting indeed if that day comes to pass.