Wow, that's so intense. I remember having one of those deep post-adolescent conversations with a friend of mine about self-identity and how we knew with certainty that we are the same selves we were as small children. I argued that only I hold certain memories, and that gives me a sense of continuity -- but I think the body memory argument might be even stronger. I am wildly different in a million ways from that little toddler with the broken wrist but my body remembers that (probably first) intense pain even when my mind doesn't.

*hugs*