My sweet little Zakary had the worst night yesterday. He woke up screaming around 0130 in the morning. I mean a scream like he was in excruciating pain. I ran in his room of course and he is standing in the middle of his room shaking. He immediately clung to me like a magnetic. I asked him what was wrong and he just kept repeating himself stating, "the drill is going to get my legs". So, needless to say I put him in bed with us and does he lay down and relax, NO! He in insist on laying on me, I mean directly on top of me with his arms around me and mine around him and his legs curled up so his "drill doesn't get him". He finally after about 30 minutes of shaking and crying he fell back to sleep. But remained hanging on to me. I woke up 3 hours later and drenched in sweat with Zakary still hanging on. Poor little guys was spooked all day about his drill getting him!!!
