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...

That's a very touching story! Thanks for sharing it with us!

I work in a ltc facility and we have had numerous reports from pts that they have seen a little boy. This boy comes in their rooms, turns their call lights on and off, throw things on the floor. This facility used to be an orphanage!! Also there are stories of a oldfashioned nurse in the whole white dress and hat, would be seen going down the hall late at night doing her bed check and would go into someones room and stay there for a couple minutes if they were really sick or about to die. Well I guess one aide seen her awhile back and refused to go down that hall for a week, the persons room she went in just came back from the hospital still really sick.:uhoh21:

I work in LTC also. I had heard many reports of the patients claiming to see children in there rooms, making noise, rocking in a rocking chair or running around getting into trouble. Usually when the patients start seeing the children, someone passes away shortly after. One evening I went into a patients room to re-check a PT/INR. I told her I was sorry that I had to wake her up to do this. She said she had not been able to get to sleep anyway until she got the little girl calmed down to sleep. She patted the bed saying the little girl was sleeing right there in the bed with her. The next morning, the patient accross the hall passed away.:uhoh21:

My Niece is from Calif. she's been an RN for 2 yrs now. She has similar stories to tell of Pts. who claim to see people walking outside infront of a 3 rd floor window. And that usually a person dies when they see this happens.

She said there is one area that spooks all the Nurses.

And the Hospital even called in a Priest to perform some sort of a cleansing to calm the Paranormal Activity in that area.

The labor and delivery unit at our hospital has its very own ghost, it hangs out in the empty rooms, you can just feel the hair on the back of your neck when you go into some of these rooms when no one else is there. One night I was doing my nightly checks, o2 supplies etc. and walked into an empty room, and heard someone breathing like they were just laying there, I looked around and saw no one, it was very eery, when I discussed this with the other nurses on the unit, they laughed, because they send everyone who comes up into that room when it is empty. Because that sound is there, no one knows where it comes from, and every one is freaked out by it. They have named the ghost after the hospital, but no one knows for sure.

Hi to all of you. I just found this site tonight and I am really enjoying reading all kinds of information. I love hearing about the ghost stories. I have an interest in this area anyways, so it will prepare me for the spooks once I become a nurse. Take Care!

Specializes in education.

My sister also works in a Long term care facility. She has had several patients tell her that they see children wandering in their rooms late at night. Usually shortly after these "visions" the patients die.

A coworker of mine, who works on the PM shift, where as I work on the Grave Yard shift told me an interesting Ghost story of his own. Eventually we went together with 2 of his sisters to investigate his story from his childhood.

Jamie grew up on a remote farnstead near Jackson, Neb., some 20-30 yrs ago. He said the farm place was quite haunted, and that was part of the mystique which intrigued his Mother's desire to live there.

As Jamie and his Mother and family inspected and toured the farm Jamie noticed that there were alot of large bones stacked on shelves in the garage. When asked about the bones, the son of the owner ( who was approx. 16 yrs old ) said that they had been drug there by their dog. The son claimed to not know where the dog found the bones. But they were definitely human bones.

After taking possession of the farmstead, the family discovered head stones laying flat on the ground beneath some large bushes on the property. It is then that they realized that the owner's son had been involved in Grave Robbery, but from where they didn't know.

Visiting relatives to this farmstead soon learned of the hauntings taking place there, as their bed linens would be pulled off them at night while they slept, and TVs, VCRs, and even the room lights would turn on & off by themselves. This prompted some of the relatives to never stay over night in the large 2 story farmhouse again.

When Jamie was about 16 yrs old, one evening his girlfriend was over to the house for a visit. Jamie took her for a stroll up a small hill that rose at the back of their yard. The hill plateaued at about the hieght of the house as you could look straight at the roof when standing on the hill.

Jamie and his girlfriend took advantage of the relative seclusion of their whereabouts and laid on the ground under the stars and began making out. Jamie was just about ready to seal the deal, when they heard little children laughing at them in the darkness. There were no little children at the farm that night, and none of the neighbors had enough little children to account for the multitude of laughing voices they heard radiating from the darkness.

As the number of voices increased they soon realized that they were surrounded by the laughing voices of several children.

This freaked both Jamie and his girlfriend out!

Jamie tore off running for the house in fright of what he was hearing, and experiencing. He quickly confided in his Mother as to what they were hearing.

His Mom promptly slapped him, for having left his girlfriend all alone out on the hill, as he ran to the house.

Soon the the frightened girl raced into the house in hysterics, and from that night on, refused to ever set foot on the farmstead again!

Approx. 4 yrs ago Jamie and I, and 2 of his sisters revisited the farmstead. The current Tenant was an alcoholic Carpenter. Who proclaimed that he didn't believe in such things as Ghosts. Yet he invited us in to investigate Jamie's claims that the house was haunted.

( Now I stand 6' 8" tall and weigh in excess of 400 lbs., and Jamie is 6' 2" weighs nearly 300 lbs.. If 2 men such as we, had come to my house with such outlandish ideas. I can gaurantee you, they would be the last people to set foot into my home. ) But this was not the case for the Drunken Carpenter. Which makes me believe that he wasn't as big a non-believer as he was touting. He invited us in to investigate his house. We took picutres inside and out, and checked Electro-Magnetic fields for any fluctuations or spikes of energy, which might indicate that an active haunting was occurring. Our conclusions proved nothing was actively haunting the house.

We asked for permission to visit a small cemetery that laid on the far edge of a cornfield that bordered the yard of the farmstead. Upon our arrival we encountered a bramble of branches that hung low over the footpaths through the small cemetery, that was roughly 50 ft X 50 ft. in size. Most of the graves were those of children, who died from a plague near the end of the 1800's.

When we returned to Jamie's suburban we noticed that his vehicle was covered in dusty little hand prints from children. Which there was none with us.

We have always intended to go back and spend the night in the cemetery, but we have never made it, to this date.

My theory is that all the children that died from the plague were buried in this remote cemetery, which had no roads leading to it. As it lay at the top of hill, across a cornfield, in a thicket of brambled branches and weeds which secludes it from discovery. No one wanted the plagued graves to be rediscovered for fear of respreading the plague.

Back in those old days it was common place here in the midwest for rural sick houses to be established to quarentine ailing infectious people. Many of whom went to the sick houses in hopes of recouperating and returning home, only to die secluded from their families. I believe that the Ghostly Voices that Jamie and his girlfriend heard, were the voices of all the children that were buried in that lonely cemetery.

All of whom do not relaize that they are dead. These children frolic in the hilltop, laughing at young lovers enthralled in intimate moments in their lives.

At least that's what I tend to believe.

Hello all, I am not a nurse but I thought I would share my experience of some nurses I have had.

In 1981 I was 13 and I had two major surgeries to correct scoliosis of the spine. My curve was an "S" curve and pretty severe so I had to undergo two surgeries that were eight and ten hours long. The surgeries were performed 10 days apart. Well by the second surgery I suppose my body was getting a bit worn down as my heart stopped during the last surgery and I had to be "brought back". During the time my heart was stopped I had some "experiences", one of which I saw everyone working on me in the O.R. One nurse in particular was working very diligently and I somehow felt/knew that she truly cared for me and really wanted me to "come back". I could feel her heart breaking as they were working on me. Anyway fast forwarding a bit, I saw her in my room a few days later, and being a kid I didn't think anything of it at the time, I non chalantly thanked her for her help during my surgery when something had gone wrong (at the time I didn't know exactly what had happened to me) I gave details that I shouldn't have known. Looking back I remember she was a young nurse and the look on her face was utter shock. She left the room immediately after I thanked her. I thought it was weird at the time, but being 13 I didn't think about it much.

This took place at Nemours Childrens hospital in Jacksonville Florida. I would also like to acknowledge another nurse whom I only knew as "Jenny". She had long straight brown hair and she was very kind and sweet to me. She brought me a radio to listen to and was always very patient with me and if it wasn't for her I would have been terrified 24/7. I deeply regret that I never found out her last name because I would like to thank her for the love and care she gave. It was beyond the call of duty for certain. If any of you ever wonder if your work is making a difference in anyone's life, I can tell you it is. I am now 39 years old and I have never forgotten Jenny and I never will.

On the "ghost story" side, I had an experience during this time when I had just been brought back to my room from one of my surgeries and I was visited by a nurse in a white outfit that consisted of a white smock top, white slacks and the typical white nurses hat. She was beautiful, blonde hair pulled back in a bun, standing at the foot of my bed writing in one of those metal flip charts. As I stared at her she looked up at me with a sweet smile on her face and the most beautiful blue eyes I had ever seen. I was filled with warmth and I knew instantly that I was going to come out of everything perfectly. That was all I remember as I think I passed out. When I awoke I asked all of the nurses where this "nurse" was. I wanted her to come back because she made me feel so safe and assured. I described her uniform and they told me that no one wore that uniform in this hospital. It was then that I noticed that all of my regular nurses wore uniforms that were tops with floral print or various characters. It then dawned on me that maybe she wasn't a regular person.

I have often wondered if she was a former nurse or an angel, maybe the two are one in the same:)

Hey Gang, I can't get enough of these stories and since we were talking ghosts, I thought I would tell you a few more experiences....

Now, my husband grew up in the hills of Kentucky...and they heard lot's of stories, but one of my favorites was about the time thier dad came home one night from work.

My Hubby's dad was a hardworking man. He laid brick for a living and would sometime work until his fingers bled to support his 8 children and wife (and usually half the neighborhood as it often was back then). Any who, one night he came home from work and Mom and the kids all piled out on the front porch to greet him. He had just pulled the car over the old cattle grate the covered the drainage ditch, when he heard the chains...

He stopped in his tracks and the kids got really quite as the sounds of chains being drug across the drive could be heard by all. This wasn't the first time that the sound of chains going around the house could be heard. But, my Father-In-Law told the kids to get back in the house. He and his wife, watched as the sound of the chains crossed the path of his headlights but nothing was there but the dust of a chain being dragged through the old gravel drive. Needless-to-say Dad booked it to the house, but no sooner had he got Mom inside, something clubbed him in the head with a piece of wood meant for the fire.

He had a bad concussion (sp?) and was layed up for a day or two.

The second terrible thing that happened at the house was one day they were having a picnic. It was around the fourth of July and the kids were lighting up sparklers and playing in the yard. For some reason one of the youngest girls B, went into the house to get something. It wasn't long after that they heard her blood curling screams.

When Dad got to her, she had a man sized hand print in blazing red on her cheek. When she was questioned as to who hit her, she cried that she never saw anyone, she was reaching up to get a cookie out of the jar when something slapped her hard.

There was no one there but the kids and FIL and MIL, that was it. B claimed that no one was there, and other strange things happened in that old house all the time. .....very strange.......

Specializes in Corrections, Cardiac, Hospice.

One night I worked a double. Since our building is so new, we have a wing that isn't finished upstairs. Our PR department was holding a fundraiser based on Mardi Gras. We had volunteers up there on afternoon shift building really cool floats. I went up and introduced myself and thanked them for their time. They told me that they wished they had MORE TIME because the had so much more to do and had been there until 2 the night before. Anyway, about 2:30am I heard a lot of scraping and pounding coming out of that wing. Then the door coming out of it kept opening and closing. I told the girls I was working with to come up with me and I would introduce them to the guys working on the float. Then, maybe we could see if they wanted some coffee. So we went upstairs, opened the door.... nobody was there. The lights were all out and everything was packed away. This was literally, 45 seconds after I had heard all the noise.:chair: :sofahider

Not a Ghost story per say but a spooky one. Last wedenesday I had to take one of my clients to the emergency room as he would not eat or drink anything for a day and a half. I work in an adult foster care home. After spending most of the day and night there they finally admitted him at midnight,( I had the luck of finding out that they were admitting him at shift change.) In fact, he is still there. To get him to his room we took an elevator up from the ER area. After getting him settled in his room and talking with the nurse on his needs for care, I thought, I wonder how many scary stories these nurses have, being this hospital has been around for years. It probably has allot of ghost stories. Well, I left down the same elevator I came up in. I had trouble getting it to move but it finally did. I had to push the button on each floor. Once down the doors would not open. I pushed the button several times, getting rather concerned, and almost afraid of it actually opening to something strange. After a few minutes of working up a fear, I pushed the help button. At first she could not hear me, which only increased my fear. Finally she said are you a visitor in a surprised voice. I responded yes and I can't get out. Well someone ran down and opened it for me finally so i could leave, they said that elevator is only supposed to work with a special badge, only employees were supposed to use it, so they were curious as to how I got it to work. They all had a good laugh, but I was very leery of elevators after that!:uhoh21: Oh, and I am claustrophobic too.

One more for you, i can't remember if I said this before. My mom was a nurse, so maybe that will make it fit, at this time however she was only helping the neighbor with her adult faster care home. That is what got her interested in nursing. Well our home had a dog that would walk through walls. It would walk through the house and out through where the stove was, which used to be a door to the garage. My dad didn't beleive my mom when she told him of this, but one night he was actually home when it happened. I don't remember it at all, but i heard the stories growing up.We lived there untill I was about ten. There was supposed to be a man in the basement that would walk up stairs and wiggle the doorknob but he couldn't get out. It was speculated that the dog guarded the door. Also his picture was supposed to be in the attic and he was trying to get upstairs to his picture. They said i think that he commited suicide in the basement. I have more scary stories but not sure how many I will tell, or how real they were. I know one thing, actively looking for spirits is a dangerous thing, you never know what you may bring back with you. Have fun at work people.

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