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...

:uhoh21: That is actually pretty sad. I don't find the humor in that. And I like to think I have a good sense of humor.
here is the humor, she shouldn't have been laying in bed with the patient sleeping.:nono: She was there to watch her right? So it served her right. It of course is allways sad when a person dies.
I read the entire story and I understood she had been lying beside a dead body for hours. But when the Poster was laughing that the caregiver was in the corner shaking...........I didn't find that funny. And believe me, I have a good sense of humor. But don't find humor in someone else's sadness.
She wasn't sad she was freaked out.
Specializes in Psychiatric.

When I first moved into my house (alone) I bought a new TV. After watching the news I used my brand-new remote control (my old TV didn't have one) to turn it off. I took a long, hot shower and when I got out I could hear talking... you guessed it... my TV was on!!! I froze!! I called out to make sure I was still alone and turned the TV off again. And again, it came back on. I have since learned that to turn my BRAND-NEW TV off I have to set it to "sleep". Has anyone else had this problem?? Do you think there could be a ghost in my quaint little cottage?? (really, I don't think I could stand it!!)

Specializes in midwifery, NICU.
When I first moved into my house (alone) I bought a new TV. After watching the news I used my brand-new remote control (my old TV didn't have one) to turn it off. I took a long, hot shower and when I got out I could hear talking... you guessed it... my TV was on!!! I froze!! I called out to make sure I was still alone and turned the TV off again. And again, it came back on. I have since learned that to turn my BRAND-NEW TV off I have to set it to "sleep". Has anyone else had this problem?? Do you think there could be a ghost in my quaint little cottage?? (really, I don't think I could stand it!!)

Briehy..oh babe! Dont be scared of your wee cottage! I'm sure it was the new remote Tv to blame.. new electrical stuff is always weird until you get used to using it! Ive had things like this happen with stuff Im not used to using, just enjoy your new house!

Your Charge Nurse is an exorcist?

I know a charge nurse who NEEDS an exorcist.....:devil:

Sorry, I couldn't resist.

I work in small hospital on ob we have a little boy that walks around he has been seen by patients and staff We also hear crying in back hallway usually before a fetal demise :monkeydance:

Specializes in midwifery, NICU.
I work in small hospital on ob we have a little boy that walks around he has been seen by patients and staff We also hear crying in back hallway usually before a fetal demise :monkeydance:

:uhoh21: omg..that IS scary!

I work in a very haunted Psychiatric Facility here in the Midwest. I've worked here going on 26 yrs., as a Nurse's Aide. I work the Grave Yard Shift, and over the last 1/4 of a century I have experienced several hauntings. This is one of the more spooky events I have ever had.

It was in early March of 1982 and I of course was working the Grave Yard Shift ( 10:45 pm to 6:45 am ). I was returning to the area that I was assigned to work, after having taken my break. I didn't like the Unit where I was assigned so I took an alternately longer route back to my Unit. I was walking down a long hall way in an area filled with Dr.'s offices. Since it was after midnight there were no other Staff in this locked part of the Hospital. Each Exit Door you came to, you had to unlock to go through it, and re-lock it when you left.

I was about half down the long Hallway, when out of a force of habit, I reached into my pants' pocket to retrieve my keys to unlock the upcoming exit door.

Immediately from about 2 feet above my head, I heard a loud guttural male voice say, "You Don't Need Your Keys!".

I stopped dead in my tracks! I was shocked and frightened by what I had just heard, and from where! From the thin air above my head!

In disbelief of what I had heard, I surmised that someone was playing a practical joke on me. So I searched for speaker wires, and speakers. But I couldn't find any. ( Besides no one knew I would be going through this seldom used section of the Hospital, that late at night. ) I figured I just had a wild imagination, and chuckled sheepishly to myself. I continued down the long Hallway. When I was about 15 ft. from the exit I again reached into my pocket to retrieve my keys to unlock the exit door.

Again from 2 ft. above my head I heard the voice again! This time it was even louder, and more fierce as it boomed out it's message, "YOU DON"T NEED YOUR KEYS!"

And with that I shot right through that exit door and half way down the adjacent hallway when I realized I hadn't used my keys to unlock the door!

I cautiously walked back to the door and locked it.

I didn't tell anyone about that experience for at least 3 months afterwards.

As part of our continuing Employee Education Programs that story has resurfaced several times, when Staff ask the Education Instructor if I suffer from Schizophrenia because I admitted hearing a voice.

She said "No! Just because we can't explain things that happen, doesn't mean they didn't occur." She then admonished me for telling everyone about that incident. She says I need to use more restraint in whom I tell that story to.

I agreed; but it's just to dam good of a story, not to share it with others!

CyndieRN2007 said:
Originally Posted by azhiker96

My wife had a creepy experience a few years ago. She and another nurse were on duty at an inpatient hospice facility. One of their patients was dying and the immediate family was in the room with him. Well, he passed away and the family said their goodbyes. The family stepped out of the room and my wife and the other nurse went in to prep him for other family that was coming. This was about 15 minutes after he drew his last breath and his heart stopped. As they straightened his sheets his right arm rose, bending at the elbow, and he itched the side of his nose with his index finger. Then his arm relaxed in the bent position. Both nurses saw this and my wife turned to her coworker and said, "Don't you dare leave without me." They quickly finished their work and left the room together.

Lord help! :chair: :eek: :no: This gave me shivers in my spine!! Keep em comin though!! LOL!

When My mom died, I was with her, as we all were,she had cancer and died while staying at my sisters house with hospice. I helped clean her up with my cousin, who was her CNA. I couldn't help feeling she was still alive. She was declared dead and I left the house before they could come and take her away, I couldn't handle that part. Well of course later I had nightmare that she came to my truck and told me she was still alive and I had to stop my dad and everyone from doing what they were doing, She was very upset and so was I and trying to figure out what to do. I beleive by this time she was already cremated. I hope to never have a dream like that again.

I work in a very haunted Psychiatric Facility here in the Midwest. The Facility is over 100 yrs old, and it has had it share of deaths in those 100 yrs..

In the Pauper's cemetery there are over 840 graves, each marked by a tombstone with a number on it to identify the dead. For confidentiality no names, or dates were ever put on the Tombstones.

Sorry I strayed there for a second. just giving some background info..

Years ago I was working the Grave Yard Shift as a Certified Psychiatric Nurses' Aide, on the Open Co-Ed Adult Ward. On this particular night as I was leaving the men's restroom I met a fellow who was dressed in black shoes, and was wearing a black satin or silk vestment or grown such as worn by the Clergy of the Catholic Church. The gown had intricate stitching on it, which I felt dignifies it's wearer as someone of Priestly stature in the Church.

We nearly collided as I left the bathroom, as my eyes were trained on the floor, as I walked out of the restroom. ( I'm prone to tripping due to an ankle injury. I knew the doorway had a bit of a lip that my left foot needed to clear when I walked through the exit door of the restroom. ) Looking down as I took my first step out of the restroom. I saw the Monsignor's black shoes and gown coming straight at me. In order to avoid the impending collision, I abruptly stopped and took one step backwards. As I did I trained my eyes on the Monsignor's feet. My gaze scanned upward, to identify who I was about to run into. When my eyes reached where the figure's knees would have been, there was nothing to see. There was no body above the knees. When I quickly glanced down to the feet again, there was nothing there either.

The Monsignor had vanished into thin air!

( A "Monsignor" is a member of the Clergy who is higher than a Priest, but lower than a Bishop, or so I understand. I felt the Spirit I met fit into that category. )

Specializes in ER, ALF.

I have been reading these stories while in triage most of tonight.(It's unusually slow around here), my phone just rang and it scared the hell outta me! I still love these stories... no new ones from me, yet.. but once I get some time I will share some from the other campus across town where a good friend of mine works!

Having roses appear from nowhere and smelling roses can be contributed to St. Therese of Lisieux, a Catholic nun from France who died very young. I cannot remember exactly what she is the patron saint of but it involves something along the line of hopeless causes or the sick or dying. Having roses appear or smelling roses is a good sign, although a bit unsettling.

She is the Patron Saint of Little children. This may be why she is in delivery. Beautiful story :)

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