Delphinese

It took me a month to read all these posts! What a fun thread! My mom and grandma are both nurses, and I've had several experiences. When I was pregnant with my oldest, I had severe pre eclampsia. I don't think they cared much if I made it or not, because I had a false positive for drug use in my 24 hour urine collection, and they told me not all mommies take their babies home. My blood pressure was in the 200s/150s for an hour after that lovely conversation! You can imagine how much nicer they were after the full blood analysis showed absolutely no drugs of any kind! Well, they left me alone a lot after delivery, even though I still had high blood pressure, and I was laying down in bed on my stomach, when I felt someone rubbing my back in s comforting, motherly way. I turned my head to thank whoever was doing it, and saw I was completely alone! That is my only story from a hospital setting. My great grandma passed away this year, a hundred years old and one of my favorite people. We weren't able to fly up north for her funeral, so I didn't have much closure, and missed her so much. A few weeks after she died, I had a very vivid dream that she was visiting me to meet my girls and see what I was up to. I woke up feeling so loved, but didn't mention it to anyone for a few days. When I did tell my mom, she got quiet, then asked me what night I dreamt it. Turns out, she had dreamed about her that same night, along similar themes too, with it being just a happy visit. My mom called grandma to tell her how cool it was that great grandma came to see us, only to find out that grandma had a dream that same night as well! We all got goosebumps then, and truly think she came to see us in our dreams. My brother and I had haunted toys. A toy phone with no electronic parts, no batteries, no sound...started ringing one night as we were playing. That thing got tossed fast! A remote control robot would move on it's own a lot, until we finally tossed it, thinking someone else in the neighborhood had a toy with the same frequency, until it showed up in the toybox again!! We took it straight to the dump the next time! Our house used to be barracks for the air force during WWII, so ghosts were common, everyone in the neighborhood had their own stories.