What's Your Best Nursing Ghost Story?

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...

[gr8rnpjt, RN]

Obstructive Sleep Apnea

[hecallsmeDuchess]

This is my second day reading this thread and I'm currently going to call it a night at page 71. I started at the beginning and I'm reading every single post and all I can really say now is wow!!! Really creepy stuff going on in our realm.

P.S:I'm so glad I have roommates or else...:chair:

[vegas2009]

Interesting thread... :)

[hecallsmeDuchess]

Finally got to the last page of this thread. Wow!!! I shall return and tell a few stories of my own...:)

[hecallsmeDuchess]

Wow!Wow!!! Finally got to the end of the page...

[Michaelxy]

Okay, it is official, nurses do have way too much access to meds...:)

[StudentNurse2011]

I just found this thread a few days ago, and I am addicted! Thanks for all the great stories, and please keep them coming! I have a few myself....some from patients and some from family members, and even one from a deceased doc.

Many years ago, I worked as an aide at a LTC facility. Just before I worked there, a resident had died in the room at the far end of the hall. The other staff talked about this man frequently, but they said he wasn't a pleasant person by any means. They said when they did his post-mortem care, a chill came over the room and they had the distinct feeling that an evil presence was in the room. The entire time I worked there, that room was always icy cold - regardless of the temp in the facility or the weather (I started working there in August).

I had another resident that we all became somewhat attached to. To this day I still remember her name (30 years later), but we had nicknamed her "Pooky Bear." One evening shift that I was working, Pooky Bear fought her last battle with cervical CA. I did her post-mortem care and went home. The smell was so bad that I could still smell it after 3 showers, and I cried the whole time I was in the shower. Finally, in an attempt to get rid of the smell, I showered with rubbing alcohol. That did the trick.

That night, I had a dream that I was doing her post-mortem care. In the dream, I picked Pooky Bear up to put her in a body bag, but instead I placed her in God's outstretched arms. It was just a dream, but it gave me a sense of peace about her passing and also changed the way I feel about death to this day.

About 10 years ago, my mother was fighting COPD. My daughter and I lived with my parents, in their basement, since Mom needed round the clock care, and I'd also just gone thru a divorce. One night, my daughter was in bed asleep, and I was sitting at the desk (in the basement) playing a computer game. I distinctly heard 3 knocks on the wall. Assuming that it was Mom trying to get my attention, I went upstairs to check on her. She was in respiratory distress, so I did what I had to do to help her breathe. Later, she asked why I came to check on her when I did - I told her I heard her knock on the wall for me. She swore and declared that she never knocked on the wall; she was struggling just to breathe. Until the day she died, she told everyone who would listen about her angel that summoned me for help that night.

After Mom passed, I frequently saw or heard unexplained phenomona in our home (even though we moved out of state), and my DD (dear daughter) related similar stories. DD had very troubled middle school years, and as a result moved in with her dad, who lived a couple of hours away (also out of state from where Mom had lived). When DD moved in with her dad, the strange sights and sounds stopped - here. My daughter said she continued to experience them in her dad's house. The only times we had occurrences in my house were - you guessed it - when DD came here for the weekends. Even stranger? When DD got past her troubled times, the occurrences stopped. She and I are convinced that Gammy was watching over her and trying to help her.

Another time, I was working in the endoscopy department at the hospital here. Since the equipment is so expensive, I always made sure to turn off all the electronics when I cleaned the room at the end of the day. One day, I cleaned everything, turned off the equipment, and left to get supplies for restocking. When I got back, everything was turned back on, and the radio was blaring. We never turned the radio on loud; it was just background noise for us. I stepped outside the room, and the charge nurse was sitting right outside the door. I asked her who came in my room while I was restocking (assuming that a coworker was playing a joke on me). Very seriously, she told me that nobody had came in my room. I gave her THE LQQK....the don't BS me look. She swore that nobody had been in there. I told her why I was asking, and without so much as a blink, she said, oh, that's Dr So-and-So. He used to be one of the endoscopists at that department, but he passed away and willed enough money to the hospital to build the department we currently worked in. I didn't really believe her at the time.

Some time later, I was in another room cleaning after procedures. I had already turned off all the equipment, but while I was alone in the room, everything suddenly came back on - including the radio, again blaring. I said aloud, "Dr _______, this is my room now and you have to stop this." I swear to God, I kid you not, these things never happened to me again while I worked in that department - although they continued to happen to my coworkers.

[CaLLaCoDe, BSN, RN]

Had a creepy thing happen to me early this morning at home. I awoke early upon my bed around 4:30 and heard what sounded like a man's droning speech in the mattress. I tried to make sense of the words he was saying but all was a low incomprehensible brumble. I perceived that this could be an intruder and worried about my daughter's safety. My dog was snoring at the time and perhaps didn't hear the intruder; and I could definitely differentiate between our dog and the voice in the mattress. I got up from and went downstairs stealthily to check on things.

Cautiously I opened up the downstairs bathroom which I suspected was the place where the noise was coming from. Nothing. I then opened the door to the garage and no sign of living or undead, thank God! Oddly I did have a smell on my person that reminded me of my past life of having worked on a Step Down unit with patients on ventilators, whose time spent on my unit could last years. You know that smell on one's uniform that when you enter your home your spouse says for you to stop dead in your tracks and tear off your clothes, burn them, and head straight for the shower!

After coming back to my room and lying down I heard no more of the constant drone. Perhaps my imagination, but rarely am I spooked. Perhaps a visitation by a passed patient who could not have spoken to me while having had been trached, who knows?

My wife stated she had a rough night, perhaps her snores went into the mattress? But the icky smell that accompanied it, who can explain that! I do note that a couple of hours after rising, no more gross smell lingered in my nose or on my person.

I would not have been so spooked by this incident had it not been for the tandem sensory stimuli. Together they were effective at making me question my reasoning.

[lil pixi]

Man, I LOVE this thread......

But it messed me up for weeks last time.

Couldn't stop thinking about all the stories I remembered.

And fight myself whether or not to pick up where I left off.

I'm one of those people so afraid of the subject, yet SO intrigued. That's a curse.

[thomas81z]

ok come on im hooked on this thread

[brighella]

This thread gives "floating to another unit" a whole new meaning...

[tmbtaygurl]

this is insane, like, wow.