A follow up to that dream, my apologies if this is not as light-hearted as I wish it was.
Given the great emotional intensity of that late January dream, I spent a lot of time back then searching for a possible meaning, and felt comforted when I couldn't find one. I realized a couple days ago that the dream was indeed prophetic... it occurred just when DW began showing the first symptoms, which were not yet being properly diagnosed. It was a warning. The woman in distress was my DW, and the shared grief I experienced in that dream felt like my own, because it was.

I firmly believe that sometimes dreams
do have meaning, that they can be important messages which are unfortunately obscured by symbolism.