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...
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
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.
I was working in a LTC Facility as a CNA. I worked with one of my friends that night, so we were completeing assignments together. we were in the middle of rounds and we walked past a room, we saw two white figures over one of the beds. our facility had been built over an old civil war hospital. the were just peering over them, Norma and i looked at eachother and ran on to the next room!! Needless to say we saved that room for last and turned on all the lights to change the person!!!
My Dad used to tell a story that was unnerving for him. He and my Mom had just had a verbal "thing" of sorts. My Mom was an active alcoholic, my Dad was a recovering alcoholic. My Mom had been drinking then she'd pass out. Wake up, drink some more, and pass out. This went on for years before she died.One day she woke up and was drinking and that is when the verbal fight began. She stormed off to the bedroom and my Dad was in the kitchen and quite angry. He looked up and she had returned but she was wearing a long white gown. He took a double take and realized she was not actually human. It was my Mom yet it wasn't.
She looked behind her where my Mom was, then looked at my Dad. She looked behind her to my Mom again and looked at my Dad again. My Dad described the look on her face as very sad. She slowing shook her head back and forth.
My Dad asked her who she was, she never spoke. My Dad started to approach her and she disappeared. 'Course, first thing he did was to go check on my Mom. She was sitting there happily drinking away oblivious to what had just happened.
He never did understand what that was all about, he could only guess and thought it was my Mom's soul or a guardian angel or some such thing.
CREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPPPPPYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :chair:
I started wondering about those blonde children and what they might be there for. More on this later...............:chair
Wonder about the little blond children.............
Thanks for sharing your stories!
Had a pt who s son had a serious brain infection she was older and had schizophrenia in her ramblingsshe always talked about how she sold her sold to the devil so that he would heal. The night she died when we were shrouding her her body was so hot it was difficult to touch her it felt like she was on fire:angryfire we were all creeped out. But even stranger her son came to from his 'daze' in our hospital a few weeks later.
Not a nurse yet, but have had experiences like this. My grandma took care of me when I was little, and we were very close. I was getting oral surgery a couple of years ago, and prayed to her each night that she would protect me because I was scared. Went to the surgeon, he gave me general anesthesia, woke up fine no problems. Was laying in the recovery room and I felt the distinct presense of my grandma for about 30 seconds. I told my Dad who was looking after me and he freaked a bit and said it was the drugs wearing off. I knew in my gut it was grandma.
I used to rent a room in an old brownstone in Philly. When I first moved in, I woke up in the middle of the night and saw a man standing at the edge of the bed, staring at the wall next to my fireplace. I blinked a few times and he was still there. (I'm not a groggy sleeper, I'm 100% functional at a moments notice). He was about 5'5", wearing a striped 3 piece flannel material suit. Had red hair and glasses. He looked so solid I swear a shoe would bounce off him if I tossed it. He never looked at me. I stared for what seemed like forever then I got scared and asked him to leave. I'm very open to the spirit world, but I guess my human side got a little scared by that! He never came back to visit.
Another strange occurence happened when I was doing Reiki work with a friend. When I was directing healing in her abdomen area I felt a huge rush of air, like being in a wind tunnel. It was so strong that I made a mental note to ask her after. We finished the session and I asked her if she was having any particular health issues. She told me that she had miscarried a few weeks prior. I shared with her what I felt, and that I felt huge healing happening in that area of her body. So occurences like these just affirm to me that there's a whole world of mystery going on out there right beyond our noses. I have a lot of reiki stories like that..but don't want to ramble on.
On another note I am interested in working in hospice possibly when I graduate. I'm sure I will encounter some of the stories you all have described, but hope I am just there to provide comfort to those passing. I personally am not afraid of the life/death transition, but I commend nurses that are there for their patients that are fearful, and I hope to be one of those nurses someday!
I am going to have to send this thread to my mother.....Career RN...I know she will have an addition
My hubby actually had a good one, not a ghost story per say, but a scary sight in a room one night long ago!My hubby (who is a paramedic) was a Corpman in the Navy working in a old naval hospital in med surge. One night a very old demented man was just done with his shower and the orderly hadn't turned off the old heat lamp in the bathroom...so that night there was a red glow in the room with the gent.
Now the gent slept naked, and as my hubby passed by to check on him the patient was in his room upright in bed stretching his arms up and groaning. My hubby said it looked like satan rising from the bed! LOL!!!!!!! He grabbed the other corpmen to check it out and they felt the same way...and it all gave them the ebbie geebies despite knowing the reason for the scene! LOL!!!!!
I thought that was a cute one!
Let me guess it was either Portsmouth Naval HOspital or Balboa
Love these stories..I have a few to share.I'm doing my final consolidation in a psych hosp, and most nurses on the floor have at least one story that leads them to believe the floor we work on is haunted.
once, two nurses were on either end of the ward, trying to close windows...they'd close one, go to the next, close it, and the first windows would open again by itself. Finally, they both ran out of the rooms they were in, only to discover the other nurse doing the same.
two nurses have had their hair flipped when no one was around, when they were sitting seclusion.
One nurse once felt something wet drip onto her hand when sitting seclusion. she looked, was something red, she wiped it off. Looked up, nothing on ceiling..that was it
a nurse (one of the one's the window thing happened to, and had her hair flipped) was doing rounds at the beginning of the shift. the shower room door was closed, but she heard shower running. She went, asked coworkers who was in shower..no one knew, didn't think anyone was. So she went to shower room, went to open door..it was locked, she could still hear shower going. She freaked a bit, thinking pt had been locked in. Unlocked door, opened it..and the shower stopped.
same nurse, was sitting seclusion, could hear the door handle of the locked solarium rattling like someone was trying to open it..is a lever type handle, the sound was it going up and down over and over. In the morning, she went in there, she had opened the window of the staff smoking room in there to air it outm, she thought maybe the wind had done it. The window was closed when she checked. No one had closed it.
last night, same nurse and another went down to solarium, passed my male bathroom. no one in there, all pts were in bed. they got their smokes from the solarium, no more than 10, 15 secs later, walked back past male bathroom, tap was running. She had earlier turned off same tap, thinking someone had left it running.
same nurse was once doing rounds, heard someone whisper loudly "FIRE!" in her ear. No one around.
last night, another nurse was in staff room alone, heard very distinct 'CLICK CLICK' coming from the bathroom..few mins later, when she told us, another nurse was testing out sounds, trying to figure out what it was. The nurse who heard it said it sounded most like the door handle going up and down.
That's all i can think of for now...I work again tonight, so if i get more, i'll let you all know.
I think that the disquiet of the Schizophrenic mind causes some of this. I am not a believer in possession but I have seen how patients faces literally change shape when acutely psychotic. I have been around enough old psych buildings to be a believer in the unknown....
Taxminia0311
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That is some freaky Sh*t I surely wouldn't want to be in her shoes :chuckle :chuckle :chuckle