When I was a kid, every time I ran a high fever I had this same dream about a insanely huge ball of grass that kept rolling violently towards me. bigger than the sun.
If my mother sat by the bed watching me (she did that when the fever got really bad sometimes), I always got freaked out by her cause I saw her evil eyes glaring me down, coming closer and closer, while all the same I thought I saw her holding one spoon in each hand, clacking the downsides together. I will never forget the sound of those spoons :P