What's Your Best Nursing Ghost Story?

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Members are sharing personal experiences and stories related to ghosts, spirits, and paranormal occurrences in healthcare settings. Some members discuss encounters with deceased loved ones or unexplained phenomena, while others share their interest in ghost stories and movies like "Doctor Sleep" and "The Shining." There is a mix of skepticism, curiosity, and belief in the supernatural among the forum participants.

Nursing is a profession that often involves long lonely night shifts in eerie hospital wards. It's a perfect breeding ground for ghost stories. These stories often involve sightings of apparitions, strange noises, and unexplained events that are said to have taken place in hospitals, hospices, and other healthcare settings. Some of these stories are believed to be based on true events, while others are purely fictional. Regardless, they continue to captivate and intrigue both nurses and non-nurses alike - providing a spooky glimpse into the world of healthcare after dark.

I know you have seen and heard freaky things. Share your nursing ghost stories...

Specializes in Med surg, Critical Care, LTC.

I love the show "the Haunting", I watch it as often as I can. I live in a haunted house, long story short, a lot of what I've seen and heard has been verified by a retired nurse I work with on occasion. Two of her best friends grew up in my house, and she was always over here. I told her about "Mary", that's the name I named my Ghost and that was when she told me she practically grew up in my house. She asked me "How did you come up with the name "Mary"" I said "I don't know, she just seems like a Mary". The abstract to my home over the 107 years of it's existence, has no Mary's listed as owner or part owner. Anyhow, this nurse, Stella, spoke with her two friends (all are in there 60's) and was telling them about me purchasing their old home in 2000, and about the ghost I have that I call "Mary", the sisters told her "Our mothers name was Mary" Stella, said, "No it wasn't your mothers name is Isla (there is an Isla on our abstract) her friend said "No, my mother went by Isla, but her real name was Mary". I asked Stella to bring her friends over to the house next time they were in town, but Stella said, "I already suggested that, but they don't want to talk to their mother!" LOL I could tell more stories, about my house, but I won't for now.

When I worked in the ER, we had this one room that often the light call light would go on even when the room was empty. This was a front line bed, always opened so you could see if anyone "snuck" in and pushed the call light. We had it checked several time, but was always assured "there is nothing wrong with the light". The ER nurses believed it was haunted by their ex nurse manager who died there (before my time), so one day the I was standing in front of the room, and the call light went on. There was no one there. I went in and shut off the call light. I stepped out of the room, and while looking into the room I said out loud, "If this is really a ghost turning on the call light, do it again!" I swear, it went on the second I spoke that line!! My hair stood up!! I went back in and shut off the light, I never challenged the ghost again.

I just had the most amazing thing happen to me today. One of my patients was heading toward death yesterday, so I've been keeping tabs on my work phone by checking it for messages periodically as when one of our hospice patients die, the company usually sends out a message to everyone informing them of the death. I checked my phone at 9:00 AM this morning, and nothing. At 11:45 this morning I checked again. I had a voice mail. I check the message, and it was all hollow sounding with some static. There were only two words....my name and the word goodbye. Then the line went dead. I checked on the time the message was sent and it was at 10:15 AM. I called the on-call service and asked if the patient had died. The on-call nurse said yes, the patient had died around 10:00 AM. I went to the patient's house, and I shared the voice mail I'd gotten with the family. The husband started crying and saying "that's her voice...." She had stopped breathing at 10:15 AM. Several other family members listened to it, and they all thought it sounded like her. It seemed to bring them a lot of comfort.

I'm absolutely floored, as I am the most annoyingly LOGICAL person in the world, and I cannot explain this one away. I've been trying to all day :rolleyes: I've never had an experience like this before where I could say for a fact that there is no other explaination other than maybe the patient called me one last time to say goodbye......I'm still freaked out.

I just had the most amazing thing happen to me today. One of my patients was heading toward death yesterday, so I've been keeping tabs on my work phone by checking it for messages periodically as when one of our hospice patients die, the company usually sends out a message to everyone informing them of the death. I checked my phone at 9:00 AM this morning, and nothing. At 11:45 this morning I checked again. I had a voice mail. I check the message, and it was all hollow sounding with some static. There were only two words....my name and the word goodbye. Then the line went dead. I checked on the time the message was sent and it was at 10:15 AM. I called the on-call service and asked if the patient had died. The on-call nurse said yes, the patient had died around 10:00 AM. I went to the patient's house, and I shared the voice mail I'd gotten with the family. The husband started crying and saying "that's her voice...." She had stopped breathing at 10:15 AM. Several other family members listened to it, and they all thought it sounded like her. It seemed to bring them a lot of comfort.

I'm absolutely floored, as I am the most annoyingly LOGICAL person in the world, and I cannot explain this one away. I've been trying to all day :rolleyes: I've never had an experience like this before where I could say for a fact that there is no other explaination other than maybe the patient called me one last time to say goodbye......I'm still freaked out.

Wow that's creepy

Specializes in L&D, Family Practice, HHA, IM.

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Wow that's creepy

But what a way to say "thank you for everything"!

You must have been someone special to her. Thanks for sharing your story.

I just had the most amazing thing happen to me today. One of my patients was heading toward death yesterday, so I've been keeping tabs on my work phone by checking it for messages periodically as when one of our hospice patients die, the company usually sends out a message to everyone informing them of the death. I checked my phone at 9:00 AM this morning, and nothing. At 11:45 this morning I checked again. I had a voice mail. I check the message, and it was all hollow sounding with some static. There were only two words....my name and the word goodbye. Then the line went dead. I checked on the time the message was sent and it was at 10:15 AM. I called the on-call service and asked if the patient had died. The on-call nurse said yes, the patient had died around 10:00 AM. I went to the patient's house, and I shared the voice mail I'd gotten with the family. The husband started crying and saying "that's her voice...." She had stopped breathing at 10:15 AM. Several other family members listened to it, and they all thought it sounded like her. It seemed to bring them a lot of comfort.

I'm absolutely floored, as I am the most annoyingly LOGICAL person in the world, and I cannot explain this one away. I've been trying to all day :rolleyes: I've never had an experience like this before where I could say for a fact that there is no other explaination other than maybe the patient called me one last time to say goodbye......I'm still freaked out.

Specializes in Primary Care and ICU.

I took care of a pt, big overweight Spanish guy named Mr. L He had DM1, amputated right foot and a big crush on me. I remember him very well because we both had the same watch we both got at Walmart. He was sent to the ICU and I never saw him again.

A month or two later I get a phone call at the front desk. It was him. He told me, "I've been trying to call you on your Vocera for weeks, I want to take you out for a date. It's me Mr. L". I pretended I didnt know who he was. He said, "But you have to remember me. Your Margarita, and we both have the same watch, from Walmart..please remember." I knew FOR SURE it was him then because only him and I knew that, and his voice was dead on. I apologized and told him he had the wrong person and i had to get back to work, and I hung up.

I told my nurse manage jokingly about the call in the morning, and she told me Mr. L died weeks prior. I thought she was joking until she showed me the obituary the family sent in with their thank you card...

I still havent figured this one out, but I get chills every time I remember the panic I heard in his voice on the phone when I hung up on him.:confused:

I took care of a pt, big overweight Spanish guy named Mr. L He had DM1, amputated right foot and a big crush on me. I remember him very well because we both had the same watch we both got at Walmart. He was sent to the ICU and I never saw him again.

A month or two later I get a phone call at the front desk. It was him. He told me, "I've been trying to call you on your Vocera for weeks, I want to take you out for a date. It's me Mr. L". I pretended I didnt know who he was. He said, "But you have to remember me. Your Margarita, and we both have the same watch, from Walmart..please remember." I knew FOR SURE it was him then because only him and I knew that, and his voice was dead on. I apologized and told him he had the wrong person and i had to get back to work, and I hung up.

I told my nurse manage jokingly about the call in the morning, and she told me Mr. L died weeks prior. I thought she was joking until she showed me the obituary the family sent in with their thank you card...

I still havent figured this one out, but I get chills every time I remember the panic I heard in his voice on the phone when I hung up on him.:confused:

He did not want to think that he was going to be forgotten

I have way too many great Nursing stories to count.

Despite the fact that I am leaving this field, I would encourage others to be in it. Just CYA, cause its going to continue to be a rough ride no matter how excellent your patient care is.

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Specializes in LTC, CPR instructor, First aid instructor..
I just had the most amazing thing happen to me today. One of my patients was heading toward death yesterday, so I've been keeping tabs on my work phone by checking it for messages periodically as when one of our hospice patients die, the company usually sends out a message to everyone informing them of the death. I checked my phone at 9:00 AM this morning, and nothing. At 11:45 this morning I checked again. I had a voice mail. I check the message, and it was all hollow sounding with some static. There were only two words....my name and the word goodbye. Then the line went dead. I checked on the time the message was sent and it was at 10:15 AM. I called the on-call service and asked if the patient had died. The on-call nurse said yes, the patient had died around 10:00 AM. I went to the patient's house, and I shared the voice mail I'd gotten with the family. The husband started crying and saying "that's her voice...." She had stopped breathing at 10:15 AM. Several other family members listened to it, and they all thought it sounded like her. It seemed to bring them a lot of comfort.

I'm absolutely floored, as I am the most annoyingly LOGICAL person in the world, and I cannot explain this one away. I've been trying to all day :rolleyes: I've never had an experience like this before where I could say for a fact that there is no other explaination other than maybe the patient called me one last time to say goodbye......I'm still freaked out.

No need to be freaked out. The person liked you and wanted to say goodbye. How wonderful.
Specializes in LTC, CPR instructor, First aid instructor..
I took care of a pt, big overweight Spanish guy named Mr. L He had DM1, amputated right foot and a big crush on me. I remember him very well because we both had the same watch we both got at Walmart. He was sent to the ICU and I never saw him again.

A month or two later I get a phone call at the front desk. It was him. He told me, "I've been trying to call you on your Vocera for weeks, I want to take you out for a date. It's me Mr. L". I pretended I didnt know who he was. He said, "But you have to remember me. Your Margarita, and we both have the same watch, from Walmart..please remember." I knew FOR SURE it was him then because only him and I knew that, and his voice was dead on. I apologized and told him he had the wrong person and i had to get back to work, and I hung up.

I told my nurse manage jokingly about the call in the morning, and she told me Mr. L died weeks prior. I thought she was joking until she showed me the obituary the family sent in with their thank you card...

I still havent figured this one out, but I get chills every time I remember the panic I heard in his voice on the phone when I hung up on him.:confused:

Why get chills? Then we all are different, aren't we. Poor guy must have liked you a lot, and wanted to share with you before he left. How sad.

TenCat

What a wonderful gift you were given. I am glad you shared it with the family.

I think she knew you would. Was a message for all..........

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