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...
I had one strange thing happen. It was around 4:00 am. I was preparing an IV med for one of my pts. As I stepped out of the med room a visitor was there waiting for me. (she was with her dying brother) She asked me to come to her brothers room quickly because his breathing had changed. There were 3 of us working that night and we all stayed in the room with the family until he took his last breath. It was very quiet, and sad. At this time it was about 20 past 4:00 and I suddenly realized that I still had that IV med in my hand. So, I excused myself and went to give my med. As I entered my other pt's room, (which was only two rooms away) I found her wide awake and scared. I asked her what was wrong and she said,"What was that?!?" I told her I didn't know what she meant and she answered, "I woke up because it was as if a freight train just came right through here!"
I reassured her that evrything was OK, that she must have been dreaming, administered her med and got outta there!!
schroeders_piano said:The rose petals just started floating down from the ceiling. It was like someone was just showering the room with them. This has happened several times over the years.My creepiest and scariest ghost story for me happened about a year ago. It really was more of a posession than a ghost story. I was helping another nurse with a patient that had lived a very hard life. It had numerous things going on with him from cardiac to renal failure. You name it, he had it going on. This man was very much afraid to die. Every time his heart monitor beeped, he would just go into a rage screaming, "Don't let me die! Don't let me die!" The other nurse and I found out why he didn't want to die. About 0200 his cardiac monitor starts alarming V-Tach. We both rush into the room. I am pulling the crash cart behing me. When I get to the room, the other nurse is completely white. This man was sitting about 2 inches above the bed and was laughing. His whole look completely changed. His eyes just had a look of pure evil on them and he had this evil smile on his face. He laughed at us and said, " You stupid b****es aren't going to let me die will you?" and he laughed again. We were kinda frozen. I did reach up and hit the Code Blue button and when I did the man went into V-fib. He crashed back onto the bed. We started coding him, but after 20 minutes it was called. 5 minutes after the code was called several of the code team is in the room cleaning up when this man sits straight up in the bed and says, " You let him die. Too bad." and then begins laughing. The man collapsed back to the bed. We heard a horrible, agonizing scream ( actually every patient in the unit that night commented on the scream), and then you could hear "don't let me die" being whispered throughout the unit. Everyone of the nurses that night was pale and scared. No body went anywhere by themselves. By morning the whispers of "don't let me die" were gone. The night shift nurses had a prayer service in the break room before we left for home and then we all had nightmares for weeks.
**jaw drops**
I can handle just about everything except the patient that coded while floating 2 inches over the bed. For that I would go get the charge nurse and walk out.
A pt told me she knew that her baby would not live even though she had an emergency c/s for distress. I asked her how she knew. She had seen a family member in the hallway going to the OR that had recently died and they told her
they would take of the baby, not to worry.
*yikes* :stone
Not so much a ghost story, but a story about when my mom died a year ago. She was at my sisters house for two weeks and started going down hill. Hospice was called on a Saturday and she lapsed into a coma on Tuesday. Me and my other sister got to her house on Wednesday. On Thursday, my mom woke up for 3 hours and was talkling to "other" people in the room. My dad died in 2000, and she kept saying "Frank, would you leave me alone, I am not ready to go with you yet!" Then she would get pissed and yell at him in German, (she was from germany). Then she saw her mother who passed away in 1964. The said "Mama" and started to cry and then spoke german to her for about an hour. She was reliving her childhood with her and talking about things they did when she was small and she was laughing and having a good time with her. My mom lost twin boys in her 5th month in 1966 and she was talking with them and said "I am so glad your Oma was there for you. I was so affraid you were alone." All of us in the room, and there was about 15 of us were in wonder the entire time. This went on for 3 hours. She would talk to them and then us. At one time she turned to me and said "oh Suzie, I didn't know you were here too, do you see all the people waiting for me?' She was affraid to die because of the unkwown I guess. The next day, Thursday she didn't wake up at all and she woke up again on Friday morning for an hour while I was in the room with her. She said she wasn't affraid anymore and that she had seen heaven. She just wanted my dad to stop bugging her becasue she hadn't finished her job yet. She told me that my dog that had passed away 6 months before that was with my dad. She died the next day.
When we got back into town the following day to get ready for the funeral, we were staying at my mom's house and it was hot outside, but we all smelled wood burning from her fire place. I snapped some pictures and there are orbs all over those pictures. The only picuters in the set that has them.
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.
ZASHAGALKA said: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 Media 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
schroeders_piano, RN
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The rose petals just started floating down from the ceiling. It was like someone was just showering the room with them. This has happened several times over the years.
My creepiest and scariest ghost story for me happened about a year ago. It really was more of a posession than a ghost story. I was helping another nurse with a patient that had lived a very hard life. It had numerous things going on with him from cardiac to renal failure. You name it, he had it going on. This man was very much afraid to die. Every time his heart monitor beeped, he would just go into a rage screaming, "Don't let me die! Don't let me die!" The other nurse and I found out why he didn't want to die. About 0200 his cardiac monitor starts alarming V-Tach. We both rush into the room. I am pulling the crash cart behing me. When I get to the room, the other nurse is completely white. This man was sitting about 2 inches above the bed and was laughing. His whole look completely changed. His eyes just had a look of pure evil on them and he had this evil smile on his face. He laughed at us and said, " You stupid b****es aren't going to let me die will you?" and he laughed again. We were kinda frozen. I did reach up and hit the Code Blue button and when I did the man went into V-fib. He crashed back onto the bed. We started coding him, but after 20 minutes it was called. 5 minutes after the code was called several of the code team is in the room cleaning up when this man sits straight up in the bed and says, " You let him die. Too bad." and then begins laughing. The man collapsed back to the bed. We heard a horrible, agonizing scream ( actually every patient in the unit that night commented on the scream), and then you could hear "don't let me die" being whispered throughout the unit. Everyone of the nurses that night was pale and scared. No body went anywhere by themselves. By morning the whispers of "don't let me die" were gone. The night shift nurses had a prayer service in the break room before we left for home and then we all had nightmares for weeks.