While I think many have had at least some of these thoughts, it’s a pretty gloomy piece. Many of us, maybe most of us, do really want to be ourselves and many, more each year, as treatments improve, don’t suddenly or even slowly morph into somebody else! At least some of us have managed through without losing our dignity (hanging on to a sense of humour, however black, helps!) and some have retained a high degree of normality. I don’t know what being paralysed feels like, or losing a limb, I’d prefer not to know, just as I’d prefer no-one else to know what cancer (any type) is. Ignorance isn’t bliss but I really don’t want to share the experience. Cancer will always have an impact but if you are lucky, its impact may not define you or your life, other than to make you all the more aware of how precious a life is.