Ugh. I had the most horrible nightmare last night. I dreamed that my husband was alive - he'd come back, and he was strong and well and I was so happy and ran up to him and kissed him and hugged him and I was jumping up and down laughing. Then he changed back into Alzheimer's Gary and it started getting worse and worse. I woke up crying and it's still bothering me this afternoon. I knew you all would listen.
Forgive me if this isn't helpful, but I know friends who'd tell me to analyze and turn this around to a positive.
They'd tell me that the dream was a result of the strong desire to have back the healthy, strong husband we knew. But Alzheimer's was the fate that took him, and for that reason I should feel grateful that he isn't suffering with that anymore.
It's understandable. You're grieving, and this is just one way your grief manifested itself. It takes time to heal. Eventually, the grief will ease, and you be able to cherish the memories of your husband as he was before AD.
I have dreams where my mother is there, from time to time. thank goodness they are not bad dreams. The most common, repeating dream is that we are packing for a trip to Germany and she is reminding me to pack my electricity converter kit. It is so real. some times it makes me sad because I want her her back so bad. As others have said, however, I would never want her back the way she was when she was ill. It really is hard to let go. The hospice nurse told me that I was not going through the grieving process. I'm not sure if I ever will; its been may be 17 years.