Whats your best nursing ghost story?

We have a gentleman that we call the inspector. He appears at the end of the long hall (our wings are L shaped). He carries a clipboard in his hand. When he shows up a resident usually dies within the next couple days. We've also had residents ring and tell us that there was a man standing next to their roommate's bed and that we should tell him to leave (no men on nights). The roommate usually dies soon after. And then there's the children. Several lucid residents have reported children in the halls at night-There's a children's home behind us where children have been abused in the past.

This part is documented, I've read the newspaper articles:
1988, manager of the movie theater is closing up, calls a friend to complain that his boyfriend had been arguing with him all night long and he was afraid of him. They found the manager shot in the head w/ a .22 in the theater office next morning. (bf is currently spending life with 3 hots and a cot courtesy of the Republic of Texas).

OK.

For years, the film operators at the movie theater would complain that, when the were standing at the projector, there was this very distinct presence that felt like it was standing right behind them.

How is this related to nursing? The local CC bought the movie theater a few years ago and turned it into an adjunct wing for the nursing school. They say that the janitors for the CC will not go upstairs to clean by themselves. It's just too creepy.

~faith,
Timothy.

[quote=ZASHAGALKA]This part is documented, I've read the newspaper articles:
Forgive me for being slightly off topic, but I had to add this-it is kind of medical

In DC in the 50's there was a porn theater; it burned down and some people died, later as it was being demolished, there were freak accidents and yet a few more people died (do you see a trend here?)(all of this has been in the paper)
eventually a new building is built; in 1991, my dh was on this jobsite for a complete renovation; at this time none of the guys really new the above history; some guys, dh, included started saying that they felt chills(it was summer-no a/c), like they were being watched, feeling creepiness. My dh kept saying that he felt something "bad" following him (he only told his co-workers this)And he is(was) a die-hard skeptic-he never believed ANY ghost stories; In a month, one guy lost a finger, another guy fell down a flight of steps(he said it felt like someone pushed him), and quite a few guys dodged falling objects, another guy tripped and broke his arm-there were more accidents at this job than the company had had in the last 10 YEARS combined.
In june, my dh had a freak accident and cut off the tip of his left index finger; he then told me about the bad feelings and weird occurrances.
Two weeks later, he went back to work. At 10am, I got this message "Dawn, xxxx has been hurt, there is alot of blood, but I think he'll live. The paramedicas are taking him to GW"
My dh had almost lost 1/2 of his left hand; He said he felt the presence all day, and then a 200 pound peice of cast Iron pipe fell, straight down with the open end smashing down on his hand-like a 200 pound cookie cutter from 10 feet up; The paramedics on the scene said that based on what they saw, my dh should of lost his hand-it was concrete, dh hand and then pipe; the weird thing is that my dh said that at the last second he actually saw something-a white "blur" push the pipe away, so that that is was diverted from crushing straight down-
After he was hurt about 5 guys refused to even put foot on the jobsite. After three surgeries and 6mos of rehab, my dh could use his hand-but I still get chills when I look at the semi-circular scar that divides his hand in half

I was working a night shift job as an aide caring for a lady with terminal cancer on hospice at home. (Ive done this work for years) She was starting to slip and I woke her family, two girls and DH. We were all sitting around, she was pretty quiet and peaceful. All of a sudden she looked twoard the door and said "Rex, Rex you're here for me. Im ready and they won't let me go" I saw a shadowy figure come into the room and felt the creepiest evil spirit........Im not nnormally spooked but I was so glad when it was time for me to go home. I turned to watch this spirit and the family was looking at me like "what are you looking at". The lady died later that day. A few months later her Dh had been sick (just not well, not terminal) and they called my agency to see if I would come and stay with him at night for a few days until he was a little stronger. I stayed two nights. All kinds of weird paranormal stuff in that house. Voices in rooms that were empty, sound of people moving around when everyone was asleep, etc. I decided I didnt care how sick he was or how much that family liked me, I was NOT doing another shift there. LOL.

Laura

HAHA!

That's not tame at all. If I saw that, I'd pee a little!

Beth

Another story. My brother Mike was 16 and had an AVM (in the brain) and had had a bleed. He had surgery and survived. Anyway, about 3 days after surgery, he woke up and said he had talked to Granny (who died 3 years earlier) and to Jeffrey (my other brother who had died 19 years earlier from a blown aneursym from an AVM). Mike's first words were Granny said she was okay and she was sorry for being so mean at the end. (She had dementia and was in a lot of pain before she died and was very verbally and physiclaly abusive to all). He also said Jeffrey said to tell Mom that he was okay and that he did not suffer and had no pain. Jeffrey also said that Curtis (my other brother) was okay and had nothing bad in his head like he did. Well, this really shook my mom up. About 2 or 3 months after that, Mike went to see his neuorlogist for a followup and stopped by ICU to see the nurses and ran into one of the surgical nurses who was in the OR during his operation. she was surprised to see him and said how he was very lucky. during surgery, his heart stopped beating twice and the surgeon said if it happened a third time, they woudl let him go.

OK, I know what dh is by context, but what does it actually stand for? I know that's a newbie question and I've been here a little bit, but all I can think of is 'designated hitter'.

~faith,
Timothy.

Sorry, dh ="dear husband"

I was the charge nurse. I was suppose to be putting on a brave front for the less experienced nurses. I am still freaked out from that night. I quit working at that hospital not long after. Before I left I started to notice come changes throughout the unit. There was strange sounds. People's personalities were changing. I watched some of the quietest, shy nurses become very sexual or verbally abusive. We had one nurse who was a very devoted Christian woman. I had never heard a bad word about anyone or her even curse. She always smiled and was very polite. After that night, she would let out string of curse words and obscenties that I have never heard before. She had that same evil look in her eye as that patient did that night. That hospital needed a priest.