When people get to be 96, like the Omi, their condition tends to be, as the doctor says, "variable." Which means that every day is likely to be different, including new experiences--like noticing that one dreams, for example.
Believe it or not, the Omi has only recently become aware of dreaming. Last night was another first--she actually talked in her sleep! Except for the fact that she doesn't like bacon, the command coming to me out of the speaker, that I make up some bacon sandwiches for her great grandsons sounded reasonable enough-if you ignored the fact that it was the middle of the night and the boys haven't been here in over a week.
I did get up to check on her and found her sound asleep. But a bit of prompting this morning did let her recall her dream and accuse me of "letting her down" by refusing to cook the bacon.
It's all my fault, of course, because yesterday I teased her by asking if she wanted a bacon sandwich. Shouldn't have done that. On the other hand, the dream bacon gave her something to laugh and talk about.