Ghostly experiences??

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I was just wondering if anyone out there has had any "ghostly" experiences as a nurse? I have had several unexplainable things happen during my career but two really come to mind..

I took care of a beautiful little old lady when I was a fairly new nurse in a nursing home. This lady used to sit next to me at the nurses station nearly all night long when I worked nights. I would give her a pile of washcloths to fold which she would do then I would mess them up and she would do it again..we would "chat" and have a cup of tea...she was a darling. She always used to reach over and touch my hair and say "your hair is so pretty". I was charge the night she was dying and I spent quite a lot of time in her room with her keeping her comfortable since her "family" could not "handle" being there.. As I was listening to her lungs she passed. I stood there and of course got all teary..I swear I felt a hand touch my hair and I heard a sort of a woosh by my left ear..

The other was not so pleasant..this woman (also at the nursing home) was a mean and nasty person and she did not have dementia. She would scratch and try to bite and spit her pills all over and swear..I came on shift at 11p and saw her at 1130..I was at the nurses station charting probably an hour later when the CNAs did 12 pm rounds and all of a sudden I hear a loud scream from her room. Myself and the other RN on ran to the room and the woman was dead but she was grasping the side rails and she had a look of utter terror on her face..I still have chills when I think of what she looked like..there was no warning of her death..If there is a grim repaer, she looked like she saw him. The other nurse and I have been best friends since working together there and we still talk about that night..

I was just wondering of anyone else has ever experienced anything like this while nursing...?? Erin

I was caring for an old lady nearing death. She was looking above at the wall. Puzzled, I asked her what she was looking at. She said she was "seeing Jesus walking up the stairs" on the wall. There was nothing in her room but her bed, her, me and the wall in front of us.

I kept this in mind when I was caring for another much older lady about a year later, who told me she was seeing the same thing without her knowing of my past experience with the previous lady. She was behaving in much the same way too...looking up at the wall with a gaze.

If the same sight was shown to these two different ladies who aren't even associated with one another; I've got good reason to believe too! :) I've ruled out the idea of it being a schizophrenic symptom because I've never heard of Jesus messing around in people's hallucinations. :)

Has anyone had this similar experience?

dragon fly............please share your experiences!!

Ok mines not thats scary, but we had the death room too as we like to called it....small room, very nice,on the end of a unit i worked on....well we had his guy he was about 50 and had throat cancer. he was dieing he knew it and everyone else did.....one afternoon he started bleeding sooooo bad from his trac. opening and it couldnt be stopped and there was really at that point nothing that could be done for him....he slowly bleed to death over the course of the day. but he had that smell you know how cnacer smells and his family was maskin it with a powered smell....and that room smelled like that forever after he was gone. pt had come and gone from that room and he was still there....you knew it. he left one day and never came back, but we, the ones that where there that day knew he had hung around awhile....:cool:

Originally posted by dragonfly954

I worked at a state prison for 2 years.I could tell you some really scary stories about night shift and empty death row cells.........

dragonfly954 you naughty tease-do tell.

I will tell you about some of the ghostly experiences on death row and prison after this weekend.I am not meaning to ruin the day,but I have to attend a funeral on Sat.I need to get myself together and then will tell all about the inmates that never leave.

I have one for you...

My mother died last year of metastic breast cancer.

One of the traditions of a Jewish funeral is for the immediate family to sprinkle holy sand from Israel onto the casket. The spouse and the children each take a turn. Then the casket is lowered into the ground.

Well, that night my father had a "dream". In this dream, my mother first told him that she didn't like that he was going to be on top of her (my dad purchased a gravesite in which the caskets are buried on top of one another)

She went on to tell him to come visit her the next day. She had something waiting for him at the grave. He needed to go there and take it home.

Well, my dad couldn't imagine what could be waiting there for him. So, he went to the grave. To his amazement, he found the remaining packet of sand from Israel laying there. He took it home and there it stands for him (not to sound morbid)

I have also "felt" my mother's hugs, and holding my hand. It is always when I am not quite awake, yet not sleeping soundly. As soon as I am aware enough to try to look for her, the feeling vanishes.

I work as a agnecy HHA that mainly accepts hospice patients. I work graveyard usually. This 91 yr old pt had been non responsive most of the day (pancreatic cancer) and her vital signs had been dropping my whole shift plus she seemed to be getting ready to start Cheyne-Stoking. I woke her family, they wanted to to awaken if any significant changes. Well, she was slipping fast, so I woke them up and we were all sitting around the foot of her bed. All of a sudden I saw a shadowy figure of a tall man enter her room. She opened her eyes and said "Jay, Jay help me. I cant get up and I need to go. Help me" The dtr told me that she was talking to her brother that had died years ago. She died that day about 18 hrs later w/out regaining conciousness.

Laura

I don't have any interesting stories of my own to share, but I just love reading these kinds of threads. Thanks to everyone who contributes. :)

I was working 11-7 in an one hundred bed LTC facility at night when I heard a loud thump at the end of a hall. Our facility was X shaped and the nurses station is at the center. The other nurse was on break and since the girls were doing rounds I walked to the end of the hall to see if someone fell or was walking around. As I was getting to the end of the hall it was progrssively getting colder ansd colder and I could see my breathe smoke into the air during July! I was geting the creeps but walked on hoping whomever was on the floor better be ok. I got to the end and turned into the room where an elderly couple was sharing a room and called out for "Bertie" asking if he was ok when i heard some one reply that "I am better, thank you for asking." and felt a hand on my shoulder that sent me jumping into the air at least a foot. I turned and NO ONE was standing there. I hurridly turned the light switch on almost peeing my pants and saw that both of the couple died in their sleep. I ran down the hall and back to the station where I meet the other nurse whom got report for that room. When I told here what happened she wasn't surprised as they were telling everyone that day that they were ready to go as it was their aniversary. I can never walk into that room with out getting the creeps.

Specializes in Oncology, Cardiology, ER, L/D.
Originally posted by Buddha

I was working 11-7 in an one hundred bed LTC facility at night when I heard a loud thump at the end of a hall. Our facility was X shaped and the nurses station is at the center. The other nurse was on break and since the girls were doing rounds I walked to the end of the hall to see if someone fell or was walking around. As I was getting to the end of the hall it was progrssively getting colder ansd colder and I could see my breathe smoke into the air during July! I was geting the creeps but walked on hoping whomever was on the floor better be ok. I got to the end and turned into the room where an elderly couple was sharing a room and called out for "Bertie" asking if he was ok when i heard some one reply that "I am better, thank you for asking." and felt a hand on my shoulder that sent me jumping into the air at least a foot. I turned and NO ONE was standing there. I hurridly turned the light switch on almost peeing my pants and saw that both of the couple died in their sleep. I ran down the hall and back to the station where I meet the other nurse whom got report for that room. When I told here what happened she wasn't surprised as they were telling everyone that day that they were ready to go as it was their aniversary. I can never walk into that room with out getting the creeps.

:eek: Buddha, I got goosebumps just reading your post! Thanks for a good case of the creeps!:p

Originally posted by JUSTYSMOM

I have one for you...

My mother died last year of metastic breast cancer.

Justysmom, I just lost my mother to metastatic breast cancer too. She was not very lucid toward the end due to brain mets and hypoxia and we'd had a role reversal of sorts as I was now her caregiver...anyway she comes in MY dreams and she seems so confused and almost childlike. I found myself trying to explain to her what has happened. Her death came on very fast...she'd been up walking and talking one day and gone a day later. I was with her when she died - that day she had been VERY VERY agitated (ALOT of terminal agitation but no seeing loved ones...alot of reaching out and grabbing and trying to get up and leave) we finally got her calmed down with alot of ativan and morphine and she died later that night......and nothing happened...I felt nothing, I saw nothing and I wonder if now she is wondering what the heck happened and what is going on..LOL and coming to find out. Then again maybe I'm just tired and messed up because it was not a good death at all...but, I have had some dreams that were just completely unnerving that I couldn't shake...so I can understand that strange need to follow up on dreams. I've had to get up and go check on her house...nothing can stop me and when I get there...I found a book she was reading that I decided to bring home and read and it is REALLY helping me, I've found her pipes frozen and in need of attention.

I guess I'm just reaching out to say...I am so sorry for your loss, I am happy you can feel her with you and I hope my mom will be there for me when she is ready.

I too am really enjoying this thread...keep them coming.

~T

I have a couple more, although not work related

several years ago my godfather who had been like a favorite grandpa to me my whole life passed away in his sleep. He had been in perfect health his whole 87 yrs but spent the last 12 just waiting to go to since my godmother who he had been married to for 45 yrs passed before him. I got the phone call that the neighbor found him in his bed and he was gone. I was devestated, we were sup to meet for lunch later that week and I cried and cried myself to sleep. I was esp sad that I did not get to say good bye. The next am I woke up and saw a form at the end of my bed..it was irredescient (sp) and almost looked like sparkling lights. I could see through it. I knew it was him coming to say goodbye and I felt so happy for him..I sat and watched it for several minutes then I closed my eyes and said good bye and willed it to go..I opened my eyes and he was gone. I got up and went on my morning run..

My husband who is the ultimate non believer in everything and anything he can not explain told me this story one night. He grew up in a old house and his sister slept down in the basement bedroom..she kept saying the room was haunted and that she did not want to be down there. My husband was 16 at the time and decided he would switch rooms with her since there are no such things as ghosts. A few nights went by without incident then one night someone said, "Mark" loudly in his ear and when he opened his eyes he saw that the ceiling was about 10 inches from his nose..He said he yelled, the bed dropped and he got the heck out of there.

A nurse that I worked with a long time ago told me this story:

She was engaged to her childhood sweetheart and he went to Viet nam. He was killed there..she said she had always considered him to be her soulmate. fast forward 20 yrs..she is married and has 3 kids and..the last one born with horrible CP, she is diagnosed with Lupus. She said she felt like her life was falling apart and she decided that she wanted to go to "The Wall" to see her dead fiances name but she did not want to go alone, she wanted to go with his brother whom she had also been close to but whom she had lost touch with over the years. She attempted to locate him but was unable. She said she went to be d one night and cried and asked the fiance to help her..she had a dream that night..although she swears it was not a dream, she was there talking to him. He told her to look in FL for his brother that he was no longer in CA. The next day she took a map of Fl and picked a city, called information and that is where he lived!! They went to the wall together. She said as she read his name on the wall...she felt an utter peace and was able to return to her life and deal with the challenges...

:) Erin

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