What's Your Best Nursing Ghost Story? - page 218

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  1. by   NuGuyNurse2b
    Quote from DefmamaNurse
    Resident who was on hospice rang one night. I answered her call light. She was sitting on the edge of the bed and when I walked in, she looked at me and point blank said.

    " I'm supposed to tell you 'Thank You." from this group of people here."

    Me: " Oh...that's nice. Is it for me in particular or the CNA?" (It was me and one other working that night.)

    "Yes you. They said tell the Deaf one that we say 'Thank you.' "

    Me: (flustered) " Well....okay. You're Welcome." (cough)
    That gave me goose bumps.

    I was in a patient's room the other night and for a split second I swore I saw a person standing in the corner, patient gown and everything. I kept calm but I was definitely checking my sanity.
  2. by   VivaLasViejas
    Years ago when I was working nights at a LTC facility, there was a resident who was a former nurse and she used to make rounds with me. She was still hale and hearty at 100, and she had so many stories! But one night as she followed me on my rounds, she began to talk about her children, all of whom had predeceased her, and mentioned that she had seen them recently; knowing her to be of sound mind, I got a UA just in case a UTI was making her loopy.

    She didn't have one. But she continued to talk about the conversations she was having with her oldest daughter, and finally one night she called out to me from her room: "Look, here she comes...she's coming for me!" Her voice was full of joy. Then, silence.

    I ran to her room and there she was, dead. She had the most amazing smile on her face, though, and I could feel a presence in the room as if someone had really been there. Maybe they were...who knows? All I know is that she was happy as she passed away. I'll never forget it.
  3. by   Ruby Vee
    Quote from VivaLasViejas
    Years ago when I was working nights at a LTC facility, there was a resident who was a former nurse and she used to make rounds with me. She was still hale and hearty at 100, and she had so many stories! But one night as she followed me on my rounds, she began to talk about her children, all of whom had predeceased her, and mentioned that she had seen them recently; knowing her to be of sound mind, I got a UA just in case a UTI was making her loopy.

    She didn't have one. But she continued to talk about the conversations she was having with her oldest daughter, and finally one night she called out to me from her room: "Look, here she comes...she's coming for me!" Her voice was full of joy. Then, silence.

    I ran to her room and there she was, dead. She had the most amazing smile on her face, though, and I could feel a presence in the room as if someone had really been there. Maybe they were...who knows? All I know is that she was happy as she passed away. I'll never forget it.
    That's a beautiful story!
  4. by   Ruby Vee
    I'm admittedly bumping the thread in hopes of getting to 200 pages, but nevertheless . . .

    My mother passed nearly two years ago after a long struggle with Alzheimer's. Her dying was a huge relief to me, as I'm sure any child of an Alzheimer's patient can understand even if not agree. Once she was gone, I realized that I could stop thinking of her as she was in the year or two before her death, but remember her as she was before the disease stole all of her memories.

    At the funeral, Mom didn't look like herself in the casket. She didn't look like the woman she had been before Alzheimer's, she didn't look like she did just prior to her death. She didn't look like anyone I knew. I was having a hard time with that, kinda wondering in the back of my mind if they had the right body or something. The minister of her long-time church was new and didn't know my mother, had never met me. That wasn't helpful. Just before the service was to start, the funeral director ushered my the immediate family into the "executive meeting room", a room where my mother had frequently attended meetings in her various roles as church elder, church secretary, president of the ladies circle, etc. For just a moment, as we walked into the room, I saw Mother seated at the head of the table, preparing to call a meeting to order. I quickly looked around to see if anyone else had seen what I saw. Clearly, none of my family had, but the funeral director caught my eye and nodded.
  5. by   marysuehil
    Well as this post is nearing 200 pages, I figured I would add another story from my experiences. I currently work in a small hospital that is under going renovation. I have experienced quite a few things since coming to work here several years ago. I once was walking off the floor and saw the reflection of a lady in window on the door to the manager's office. She had short dark hair, and was wearing a white top and dark pants. I stopped and turned because in order for me to see her reflection, I would have had to pass right by her. There was no one else in the hall and yet she was reflected in the glass on the door. (It has blinds and they were closed at the time.) Most of us at one time or another have been sitting at the computer charting and felt someone walk up behind us and peer over our shoulder. This is particularly creepy feeling. And the pantry where the patient snacks, drinks and ice machine are located is another area of activity. It is locked by cipher lock and located right behind our station. We hear everytime someone goes in and out. I have walked in there many times and found all the cabinets and drawers wide open. I close them and return a few minutes later to the same thing. And I know that there has been no one else in there. It is very strange but we are all kind of used to it.
  6. by   DocWorkaday
    Quote from marysuehil
    Well as this post is nearing 200 pages........
    To me it's not the number of pages, it's the sheer length of time. Do you realize that this thread has been going since June of 2005? This thread is practically twelve years old. I have moved twice since then. My father passed away. I met my current girlfriend four years ago (she's a nurse as I previously posted).

    It's a testament to the reality and ubiquity of ghostly phenomena--particularly in medical settings--that has kept this thread going for so long.
  7. by   Hygiene Queen
    Quote from DocWorkaday
    Do you realize that this thread has been going since June of 2005? This thread is practically twelve years old.
    This thread was actually started in November of 2000. It's going on 17 years. I think that's pretty cool!

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