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...

Specializes in MR Peds, geris, psych, DON,ADON,SSD.

ok it's less than one week from Halloween BRING ON THE GHOST STORIES!!!

Wow, great story Cree8tive1.

I love these ghost stories.

:sofahider

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Specializes in critical care, PACU.

I agree with the white and black connotations. Believe it or not, but white people made black evil and white good because of age old racism. At least that is what I have learned from several history teachers.

This is my first post and I love this thread, although my mom who is an ER nurse tells me that she hasnt heard of anything spooky like that.

Something I have read time and time again on this thread.

It's about the good guys wearing white and the bad guys wearing dark. That's a New Age Twinkie concept, not something for real.

What if you were dying and Uncle Charlie came to visit you? What if Uncle Charlie always wore brown or dark suits? Wouldn't it make sense that he would wear something you would recognize?

I guess it just bothers me ever so slightly that so many assume if they aren't wearing white flowing gowns they are all about evil. I just don't agree!

I'm with many folks here, I've seen too much, I KNOW something exists out there. I don't claim to know what or how it all works but SOMETHING is coming to help our patients cross. Just because they aren't wearing long, flowing, white gowns (men, anyone???) doesn't mean they are all evil.

Let's let love flourish when and where it can.

How many have sat with someone while they die to witness the following: they are actively dying, OR.... they don't want to die and nobody is going to make them! They fight death tooth and nail. They refuse to go and nobody can make them leave. They'll even TELL you that!

Suddenly, they look, take a quick double take, smile, try to say something, and die.

Something or someone is coming to get these folks and it isn't a bad guy. It's someone these folks feel comfortable with.

Just because it is something we don't understand or see for ourselves, that doesn't mean it is all evil. Some folks just plain don't wanna go.

My Dad was one of them. He was dying of colon CA. Long story short but he didn't have enough time to prepare for what would happen to him. He was verrrrry clear that he had an angel and his angel was named Pete. He knew about Pete long before the Duragesic, Oxy's, or Vicodin 10's. Pete was there and Pete was real. My Dad didn't pray to his God, he prayed to Pete and asked Pete to talk to God on his behalf. When Dad did end up on mega narcs he could still carry on very clear and lucid one sided conversations with Pete. These conversations made total sense.

Even with Pete and totally trusting Pete, my Dad was scared to death to die. He was a hard core, long term Catholic and he was afraid he hadn't been a good enough Catholic. He was afraid of spending eternity in hell.

When he died (he bled out and vomited pure blood, a ton of it) he strained to turn and look at me, had an absolute look of horror on his face, closed his eyes and died. That look has haunted me from that day. I'm not afraid he really is in hell, my heart just goes out to him that he thought it could happen.

He wasn't afraid of Pete, he was afraid of what his religion taught him. He was verrry afraid, but not of what came to help him cross. He was afraid of his religious teachings.

About 4 hours before my Dad died I saw what looked like a half dozen folks coming to him. They formed a half circle and just stood there watching him. I couldn't see their faces, just their body outlines. I told my sisters about this and they were sure his time was up, I disagreed. I was in mega denial at the time and dismissed it as nothing. He wasn't even supposed to die for a few months.

Long after he died I finally came to realize I wasn't dreaming. There were people, loved ones from previous times coming to get him, help him cross, however you want to say it.

The ONLY thing that made me feel better was the following web site:

www.georgeanderson.com

I'd still be a neurotic mess had it not been for emails between folks at this site and me. They made me realize what I *really* saw. It wasn't fear, it was something else.

Point being, those that come to get our patients and loved ones may not be evil simply because they aren't wearing what we prefer they would wear. Maybe they just have boring taste in clothes. Nowhere does it say only evil will wear a brown suit.

I'm not so sure about all this God stuff, but from watching people die over the last 20+ years I am sure about there being something else after this life. I don't claim to understand it, I just believe it is there. But I have yet to be convinced that they have read our books and I don't believe they are aware they are supposed to wear white flowing gowns. ;)

Love your stories, ladies..............

Keep them coming!

Thanks for sharing your stories!! :)

Specializes in NA, Stepdown, L&D, Trauma ICU, ER.

Loving these stories, even the ones that make me wanna :chair: or :sofahider

I may not be a nurse or anything, but at my house, I usually sense some things. Sometimes, I would feel, hear, or see something. So many things have happened, so I'm not really going to tell, since there's too many. X_x

Specializes in disability.
Is that like the help that never shows up?

or the file that is always missing

Thanks for sharing these....

Is it quiet on the wards, lately?

Specializes in disability.

I to worked in a developmental disabled area so I can relate to to your story stidget99, seems like rich pickings.

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