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...

you know, i think a lot of folks wait to die until someone "gives them permission" to do so.

absolutely, i've seen this quite a bit in nursing.. also, the people who almost wait to be on their own - you know, the families who stay at the beside for days but the minute they go for a cup of coffee the patient dies.. i have seen the permission bit quite a lot, whether it's nurses giving people "permission" to die or family.. strange but interesting concept!

As for opening the window to let the spirit out, I'm thinking that if a spirit leaves our body, it can find it's own way to "the other side".

:rolleyes:

Actually I've worked in a few hospitals in England and everywhere I've always worked always makes sure there's a window open in the room where a patient has died! One of the few things I always do, along with leaving a flower by the patient and a bible.

Specializes in disability.

Is it safe to walk the corridors ALONE I wonder but really dont want my imagination to go very far - scarey

Specializes in adult critical care.

well don't have one intersting but will definately post one when i get 1

Specializes in NICU, PICU, MNICU.
The hospital we joined with has a woman who walks up and down the NICU corridor in a white dressing gown, loads of staff have seen her, but each night shift that I'm on, I ask her not to show herself to me, and so far so good, she hasn't! She must know how scared I am, but it's sad too, is she looking for her baby?:o

Is it possible that the unit wasn't always a NICU? I ask because the postpartum unit had a male ghost in an area that became the management offices. That wing of the hospital had been built in the 1950s and it had housed many different types of units before rather recently becoming a postpartum area. So we just assumed that the ghost predated the postpartum unit.

Our NICU had occurrences we attributed to ghosts. We had flickering lights (outside the room where one baby died), faucets that would turn on and off, and occasional cold spots. Never saw any apparitions, though, and I never saw the postpartum ghost (but I was rarely working in that area anyway).

Specializes in I do it all baby!.

Hey everybody, I love these posts, they are so interesting and definately spooky.

I wanted to post a couple of stories that happened to me personally, not really nursing related.

When I was 15, my mother died from leukemia which she had been suffering from for more than two years. She is part of the reason that I became a nurse. Anyway, she was in hospice for about three days before she died. She died on a Friday morning, that evening (I am a strong believer in ghosts and spirits) I was afraid she would end up staying at the house where me and my brother and father lived. Well, I tried to stay up as late as I could with the lights on. I eventually fell asleep and had a dream in which I was standing next to my mother in this brightly lit area. It wasn't really a room, but more like a neverending field of really white light. I was holding her hand and we were just walking, and it was the most peaceful feeling. She just squeezed my hand a couple of times and that was the end of the dream. I woke up and I felt so much better, not scared at all.

Okay I have one more, this is the freaky one.....

Again with my mother. A couple of years ago I was having some trouble with my dad, and there was alot of tension in the family. Well, I had yet another dream, instead this one was at my grandmother's old house. There used to be this room that I was scared of when I was little. I thought the room was really haunted (that's another story). Well, everyone in my family is standing in this room (except for my mom). And my dad has the receiver end of this really old looking phone. My dad says "it's for you". I take the phone out of my hand and put it to my ear and I say "hello?". My mom is on the other end and says "hey honey how are you?" I say "fine, I really miss you". She says "I miss you too, but I wanted to let you know that I am fine, and watching over all of you". I kept asking her questions like "what are you up to" or something like that I don't remember exactly what I said. I do remember the last question I asked was "what is heaven like?" That's when the dream ended. I still remember exactly who was in that dream and how relieved I felt after I spoke to her. I had that dream again about a year ago, but it wasn't quite as vivid, maybe my mind was trying to recreate it or something.

Alright sorry so long, thanks for all of the great stories!!!

Specializes in Nurses who are mentally sicked.
no honking way!!!!!!!!

that is the second scariest one i have read!!!!!!!!!

oh! my god!!!

this is so spooky!!!

Specializes in Nurses who are mentally sicked.
I heard this story from a friend of mine, who is also a fellow nursing student but from another university. One night, while they were on a night shift, a 9-year-old female child unfortunately died in the Pedia Ward. My friend was the one assigned to perform post-mortem care to the said patient. So there he was, cleaning the patient's body and all. He placed a red bracelet in the patient's right hand, as it was the policy of the hospital to place a red tag on the right hand of all patients who are pronounced dead. After performing his tasks, he was on his way to the elevator when suddenly, the little girl came running after him! Terrified, he quickly pushed the close button so that the elevator would close right away and bring him to safety down to the lower floor.

While inside the elevator, an old woman in hospital gown asked him why he closed the elevator door right away when a child wanted to board in. Still overwhelmed with fear, he explained to the old lady "That was the child that I just performed post-mortem care a while ago. She is already dead. Did you saw the red tag on her right arm? That is the mark for all dead patients here in this hospital..." The old woman raised her right arm and replied... "Similar to this?"

My friend was found unconcious inside the elevator a few moments later. He never stepped inside the said hospital again. Ever.

This is so spooky!

Oh! My God!

Specializes in NICU.

I am a new graduate and I did some clinicals in a nursing home near the college... Well all the nurses at that nursing home told me the same story. They said that the night before each patient dies they complain of not being able to sleep. They all say "I can't sleep, that child won't stop crawling all over my television." Then at some point the next day, the patient will die.

Going back to the topic of a dying person choosing the time of his/her death or "holding on" for a certain time or event to pass or occur before passing, I'm convinced that this is possible.

My family held a 4-day vigil at his hospital bedside before my dad's death four years ago. My sister had promised him that she wouldn't leave him, and she didn't, even sleeping on the chair in his room (I preferred the bench in the waiting area). Thursday was a busy day of non-stop visitors, relatives, friends, who were aware they were saying good-bye. My dad was never conscious the entire hospitalization, and I'm sure he hated the attention, but I know that it was important support for my mom, who was still living in denial. Friday was quiet; just my mom, sister, and myself. No apparent change in my dad's condition; nothing to indicate imminent death, so my sister and I wandered down to the hospital cafeteria to grab a tray to bring back to the room, leaving my mom at the bedside briefly. Wouldn't you know that's when my dad chose to pass, alone in the room with my mom (which freaked her out, of course). I'm convinced he wanted privacy, to be as alone as possible, with just my mom there and not my sister and me present.

My dad did the same thing! Weird.

Chad - Where are you in KY?

Specializes in ER.

:uhoh21: :uhoh21: SPOOOOOKY!!!!!!!!!

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