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...

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bump bump, love these stories!

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.

Did the baby die? Was she right?

" Nice ghost free office" HA! That's what I thought I was getting into. Instead, I was stuck in a place where you ALWAYS felt a presence. Corporate recently shut down our clinic,but, while I was there the office staff and I were convinced something was there. The building has lots of windows and lots of glass. I was always catching a glimps of something out of the corner of my eye. And there were many days/evenings when I'd have to admit defeat and get the heck out of there. We would hear things and try to locate them, but, the sound would keep moving like we were chasing something. In fact, in the 2 years we were open we went through 4 office manageres. I decided not to mention anything to the last one. Withing a week, she had come to me to ask about "weird noises". It got to the point where I wouldn't stay in the office alone.

As I said in my post, I was standing in the room when this happened. The rose petals just started floating down out of nowhere. It went on for a little while and then they stopped.

Seriously, you should have notified the Vatican--you still should. Are there other witnesses? She should be a Saint. I'm Catholic and that is a miracle, without a doubt. Things DO NOT materialize out of thin air. It just does not happen, unless it is a miracle performed by a Saint. Please, PLEASE would you notify the Vatican or a local Priest about what you have seen? It is so, so important. You say this has happened more than once? Even more reason to notify your local Archdiocese. If you tell me your nearest large city, I will look the number up for you.

Ok, I have one kind of Ghost story to add, but it didn't take place in a hospital setting so I hope it's okay to add it here. In my house, we hear someone come in the front door all the time and walk around upstairs. We think it's one of the kids coming home sometimes, but when the doors are all locked we know it can't be, so one of us will go up and look around. No one is there. It freaks us out. My teenagers have seen shadows of people walking down our hallway upstairs, her friends have seen it too. My husband and I have seen it downstairs. One night I was watching TV and saw what I thought was my daughter walk through the hallway as I was sitting on the couch. I thought "What is she doing up so late on a school night" and I waited for her to come out of the laundry room to give her a good talking to. Well, I waited and waited and she never came out so I went to see what she was doing... and NO ONE WAS IN THERE. I about pee'd myself. Because I KNOW i saw someone go in there. That freaked me out and I couldn't go to sleep that night. ------------Second Story------- My husband's son died March 2004 and this was extremely traumatic for our family to say the least. My husband has grieved so horribly since that day. I talk to our son and I asked him to give us a sign that he was okay, so I asked him something very specific, I had a rose bush that was completely dead, you could snap a branch off and it was dry as a bone. I asked him bring roses all over that dead rose bush as a sign he was happy and okay. I told my husband of what I asked of our son and let me tell you one month later that rose bush was over flowing with roses!! I cried and cried, but I got my answer! Another thing he did was one morning I was getting his little brothers ready in the morning and the way our downstairs is set up you can see the reflection of the living room from the hallway pictures glass. As I was walking from the badroom into the hallway I saw a reflection of a man in the picture glass and it startled me and I got scared thinking there was a man in my living room. When I looked closer I saw it was my husband's son. I ran into the living room and there was nothing there. I called my husband at work and told him what I saw. He's a big skeptic about such things and just brushed it aside. Hours later we were notified that his son's mother had committed suicide. I think he was there to warn us or something. I don't know. But I know what I saw, and my husband knows that I called him that morning that I saw his son in our living room and we were notified that afternoon that his ex-wife had killed herself. ***shudder***

For those who haven't seen this ... BUMP!

Specializes in Med-Tele, ICU.

I have a few but they haven't happened in the hospital setting, really. When I was in nursing school, I lost my father to pancreatic cancer (January 14, 2004). I didn't expect him to make thru the end of 2003, but he did make it thru the holidays at least. He died early a.m. (around 0500) that Wednesday. He and my mom lived about 3 hours away from I live. I had spent a few days with him the previous week, said my goodbyes, and came back to the Gulf Coast to start my second semester of nursing school (I couldn't stay and watch him linger :o) My mom called me early the a.m. he died and told me. I went to school as usual (trying to have some normalcy to my day), and drove to my mom's late that afternoon. As I was driving from my mom's house to my mother-in-law's house (where I was staying....my mom and I don't get along), I drove thru the WORST patch of fog you can imagine. I missed the turn to my mother-in-law's neighborhood!! It was eerie, but I swear I think it was my dad!! I had chills go thru me when I drove thru the fog. It scared the h*** out of me!!

Second story: The 1st Xmas without my dad (2004), I was feeling very blue and on Xmas Eve I sent an e-mail to a cousin of mine saying "I wish my dad would send me a white Xmas to let me know he's ok and thinking about me". On Xmas day, later in the afternoon, it started to SNOW!! I was ecstatic and crying. We don't get much snow in MS (especially on the Gulf Coast!). It was 30 degrees outside but I went outside and played in it with my son!! We had so much fun!! I don't care what anyone says, I know my dad had a part in that.

Third story: My mom had surgery (electrophysiology study for atrial fib) in March 2005. She got really upset right before they took back to surgery, so my sisters and I said a prayer with her and asked my dad to watch over her. I got really upset after they wheeled her into surgery (I don't get along with her well, but I wasn't ready to lose her too). I went to the restroom to wash my face...put my elbows on the sink and buried my hands in my face. The water faucet turned on by itself!!! I looked up at the ceiling and told my dad, "ok, I know you're here...please watch over her and get her thru this". Of course, after saying that, I looked back down at the sink and saw the faucets were those automated, touchless kind...but (AGAIN!) I know it was my dad. My mom came thru the surgery with no problems ;)

Last story: (sorry this is so long!!)..last week on the way to work... I am going on my 4th shift in a row (not common for me..usually do just 3, but picked up an extra shift). Anyway, on my way to work, I was tired and I got to thinking "watch us have a code today" Then, as soon as I thought that, I drove thru the worst patch of fog (AGAIN!!...what is it with me and driving thru fog?) Once I got thru it, I thought, "that was weird" Sure enough, had a pt brady down on us, coded her, sent her to the cath lab for a pacemaker (frequent CHF'er, on Dobutrex drip, overweight, COPD, 20% ejection fraction on admit), and then she went to ICU. Of course, during the code and even after the code I didn't think about what I had thought on my way to work!! BUT, when I got home and was telling my husband what happened, it hit me!! Gave me chills :uhoh21:

Just this week we were sitting in a staff meeting....talking about the sudden death of one of our employees and upcoming funeral....as we were in the middle of discussion the lights subtly flickered on and off...I looked around the room at all the faces of the attendees and saw one had taken notice...today I asked him if he remembered it....he said....Oooooh yes I did..that was creeeepy odd.

Yup I have had that happen numerous times and have numerous stories...I truly believe there is more than we will ever know going on...and that many attempts are made daily by people who have passed on to show us that.

Specializes in Adult Critical Care.

Oh my gosh, I used to work at this trauma center in texas on the 6th floor. The hospital was old. Anyway, I worked night shift at this hospital as a floor tech while I was going to nursing school. One night, there was this young lady on our floor dying of AIDS. She had contracted HIV through her boyfriend who had been using IV drugs. She was bleeding and was receiving countless blood transfusions but she was losing the battle. At about 2 am, I heard her yelling out for someone.....anyone. I went to her room and she said "whose kids are those"? She had been an alert and oriented patient so I was concerned. I asked "What kids"? "The little kids with the blue jean shorts, the blonde kids", she said. I informed her that it was 2 in the morning and that there were no children allowed on this floor at night. She appeared confused staring at an empty space on the wall and pointed at what she said was the children. She died a few hours later. More on this story later:chair:

That is some freaky Sh*t I surely wouldn't want to be in her shoes :chuckle :chuckle :chuckle :specs:

It is about to be 12:00 a.m and your are crepping me out with this stories give me moreeeeeeeee I just love it....booooooooo:lol2: :roll :specs:

Wow I almost forgot about this one! When I moved to this town a neighbor man became a good friend of mine in an odd sort of way. He was older but his son was same age as my girls. He was a single dad raising the boy by himself. Despite his rough and (sometimes very) crass ways about him (the things this man said could be very nasty and sexist and sexual (not cute, but like rude) at times!) we got along fine as long I pretended to not hear his comments about my butt, boobs, or how he thought I just needed a good F***, whatever. He was afterall a very good man other than never knowing when to keep his trap shut! He did lots of nice selfless things like plow everyones drive, volunteer, etc. Just was a rough guy- worse than Archie Bunker! I don't think he even knew he was offensive as he was so backwoods!

Well he developed liver cancer and went downhill quite fast. When he was admitted and it was certain he would not make it out, I went and stayed the midnite shift with him several nites so he would not be alone (he was in and out). well one afternoon I just had this urge to go in right then to see him even though it was only like 2 ish. I walked in the room as he was taking his last breaths. I held his hand tight and he held on for dear life. I whispered that he could go now, that I would watch over his son and all would be okay. Told him I loved him and gave him a kiss and big hug squeezed his hand.

Well don't you know the next thing I felt as I started to pull away was a HUGE SLAP on my butt!!!! this was after a really huge breath that he took (nobody was anywhere near me!!) Damn if he didn't get me!! I jumped a mile high and freaked! I could feel this shock like thing at the same time and I KNEW he had passed. The friend in the room was trying to say, no he would take another breath and I told her no way, he just left thru the window- you could see the wisp! I cant remember if I told her why I jumped a mile high or not! I just noted time and went to get his nurse to say he had just left thru the window. They waited the 10 min to call him, but that was it for him.

He used to say I needed a good slap on my a** to get me going and I think that was his way of saying good bye. I miss him at his best.

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