A couple of nights ago, I had one of those awful anxiety dreams. This time, I dreamed my mother came back to life. I found her sitting in the car, waiting for me to take her somewhere. She didn't remember anything (naturally), and was in better shape physically and probably mentally than when she died.
I didn't know what to do, since as far as social security went, she was dead, and I had spent the money earmarked for her care after my dad died. I was so worried about what to do that it overwhelmed me, though I was glad to have her back. I just didn't know what to do with her.