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...
Earlier this week on the surg/neuro/ortho floor the code lights outside an immobile pt's room suddenly started flashing, the operator called the code over the intercom, and everyone started racing into the pt's room, to find that she was fine and there was no other staff in the room. There is no way the pt could have pushed the code button herself, it was up on the wall way out of her reach, and no other staff had been in the room at the time.
A pt was in a room on the same floor for nearly a month with various comorbid medical problems and intestinal problems. She recently coded and died. Since then the room has had call light problems. The call light will all of a sudden show "cord out" on the call light computer control system at the desk, and when we go into fight with it, it stays on for several minutes no matter how many times we check connections. This particular room is a bit active since it's right by the desk so we often put seniors who come in, so we can keep an eye on 'em, that are admitted with something emergent but have many medical problems and do or don't have surgery but sometimes don't survive until discharge.
I finally have something to add to this thread....here it goes....
I was doing my leadership rotation at a long term care facility. One of the 1st semester students had a patient with dementia. I was very familiar with this 80 year old woman because she was my patient when I was in semester one.
She was easily confused and often talked nonsense. I humored her stories. However this gave me chills up my spine....I was making rounds on all the patients my semester one students had. When I checked on this particular patient, she was sleeping. I went to pull up the covers on her, you know, just to tuck her in and make her feel more comfortable....As I was pulling the covers up, she sat up slightly and said...."watch the little girls for me..." I said "What little girls, Mrs X?" She said, "You hear them, the little girls." I started to rule it out as confusion, but then she said..."Watch out for the little girls....I dont want that man over there to get them..." I immediately asked her "What man?" She repied..."That bad man over there." I quickly tucked her in and reassured her that she was ok... and then I got my butt out of there!!! A week or so later, one of my semester four classmates told me that she had passed away... Was she seeing ghosts??? :chair:.
These are great!!
We should STICKY this thread and keep it going!!
I personally have not seen anything in my LTC facility, but we have a resident cat that walks the halls at night that does.
He will be strolling down a quiet, empty hall, stop, hunch up, jump up 3 ft in the air and take off like he is being chased by a ghost.
It's spooky to see !
I decided to become a nurse because of my grandmother, who was the light of my life. She died of lung cancer (treatment) just a few months after my daughter was born.
I was pretty much camping out with her in the hospital for the 7 days she spent there before she died, with my newborn in tow.
I told her so many times during those days that she could make it. I wasn't a nurse then, but I coached her through the anxiety, etc, etc, -- always adamant that she would make it.
She finally said to me on day 6 that "it's just my time." I fought that until day 7.
When she was struggling for breath on day 7, I said/asked "they can give you medicine to make you comfortable, but you will be out of it--you may not wake up--do you want the medicine?" Only a slight nod (yes) from my grandmother, and I gave the go-ahead to give morphine/ativan/whatever they could to ease her suffering.
They gave the medicine but my grandmother held on. She was barely breathing, but she held on for hours and hours.
I asked other family members to leave the room and I told her: "I understand that it is your time. I will miss you so much, but I know that you have to go. I'll be alright, grandma. I'll miss you, but I'll be alright. I love you. Go peacefully. I'll always remember and love you."
She died within minutes. It was totally peaceful. I would say it was a good death, if such a thing is possible.
Here's the really spooky portion of this story: my daughter, 3 months old, was on the bed when she died. My daughter started screaming when my grandmother died. She was inconsolable. I'm talking about at least 20 minutes of weird crying, like the world was coming to an end.
I thought: did my grandmother's spirit pass through my infant? Why did my normally happy, quiet infant start screaming at exactly that moment?
After that night, and for several nights, I wondered if my grandmother's spirit was inhabiting my infant. I felt my grandma's presence for days. I felt her presence at my bedside while I was sleeping--my daughter also sleeping in her bassinet at my bedside.
It was odd.
The feeling faded over a few days.
My daughter, now 4 years old, asks me about my grandmother often. If I miss her, if I'm sad that she's gone. She is so much like her. Odd.
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Got some more to share.....
I was in a patient's room talking to her about an upcoming test when the lights flickered in the room. The two lights above her bed had been really dim and all of a sudden they flickered really bright and then went back to being dim. We both saw it. When I turned them on and off again a few times I couldn't get 'em to go bright again.
An LPN told me about once when she was sitting with a pt in a 1:1 observation. The pt was sleeping and the room was darkened. Our TVs are on a metal 'arm' that bends and moves around, so she had it facing her. It suddenly went up and then down again. She is a believer in ghosts, so she said "do it again" and it happened again.
i was reminded recently of an occurance which happen a long time ago when i first started nursing the aids epidemic was in full swing..at that time is was a death sentence there was no meds to treat we gave lomotil , cough syrup and apap but all we could do was watch them slip away
we had one pt who was deserted by his family, his friends his partner
only one little old lady came to visit him, he called aunt tasha who would come in and read the bible with him, i wasn't there when he died but the nurse who was asked the brother who came if there was any way they could get in touch with aunt tasha because she wasn't listed in chart...she said the brother gave her an icy stare and asked if she was trying to be funny, he said that they had a great aunt tasha but that she had died when they were children
i was reminded recently of an occurance which happen a long time ago when i first started nursing the aids epidemic was in full swing..at that time is was a death sentence there was no meds to treat we gave lomotil , cough syrup and apap but all we could do was watch them slip awaywe had one pt who was deserted by his family, his friends his partner
only one little old lady came to visit him, he called aunt tasha who would come in and read the bible with him, i wasn't there when he died but the nurse who was asked the brother who came if there was any way they could get in touch with aunt tasha because she wasn't listed in chart...she said the brother gave her an icy stare and asked if she was trying to be funny, he said that they had a great aunt tasha but that she had died when they were children
Scary! :uhoh21:
These posts are great! I have two stories of my own. I worked at a local hospital on a telemetry floor about 10 years ago as a nurses aide while attending RN school. One night our census was very low and I was keeping myself busy with stocking rooms. I walked down a dark hallway to a closet with empty rooms all around me. I was reaching into the closet and i felt a tap on my shoulder. i turned around to find no one. I thought someone was playing a trick on me and ran into the room next to the closet after they tapped on me. I checked and no one in sight. I suddenly realized that my co-workers didn't play a trick on me, it was a ghost. I ran down the hall and sat at the nurses station. I must have had a scared look on my face because the secretary asked me what was wrong. I told her she wouldn't believe me but told her anyways. She said, "oh yeah, thats the ghost on the floor." Hey thanks for telling me that during orientation, I wouldn't have taken the job. Fast forward to 10 years later. I was on the same floor with nursing students and walked down the hall during the day to the same closet. I look across the hall to the empty room and there was an outline of a old women sitting in a w/c next to the window. i didn't freak out, I just stood there and watched her. She just sat there looked at me and then slowly disappeared. Again one of the staff members asked me if I was ok. I told her what I had seen. She said,"oh thank god someone else has seen her besides me." I don't know if that was the same ghost I has seen 10 years before that or a new one.
My second story is my house
Dh and I bought an old farm house about 7 years ago. It was a hole in the ground but we have remodeled it slowly and it is great now. But when we first moved in I was pregnant with our first child. I was on bed rest and therefore here all the time. Mostly alone while dh worked. As soon as we moved in, I felt a presence in the house. dh denied it. We would hear very heavy objects being thrown on the floor upstairs all the time. But there wasn't a single thing upstairs before we remodeled. No furniture, tools or anything. Dh still denied it that we had a ghost. I would see a male figure out of the corner of my eye all the time when I was napping or alone. I was really freaked out. Then I had my daughter and brought her home from the hospital. Well, my male ghost was even more active. I figured he was interested in the new life in the house. I finally could not take it anymore with the noises and sighting. I started talking to the ghost and invited him to be part of the family. i told him he could only stay in our home if he protected us and watched out for the kids. The noises stopped. I would still see him once in a while and feel his presence, but the noises stopped. After having my second child he became active again but I again asked him to stop and stick with our agreement. ( yes, dh thinks I am nuts too) The noises stopped again. But I knew he was still there. Fast forward to 2-3 years later. Our neighbors daughter came over to meet my children to do some babysitting. Her great grandma lived in our home before we bought it and the house had been in the family for 100 years before we bought it. We showed her around so she could see all the work we had done on the house. As she was about to leave, she turned to me and asked, " so, have you seen the male ghost?" I just looked at dh with a look. How could he denied it now?? This is the first time we are meeting her and she mentioned the male ghost. Something I had been saying for years. She told me that it was some uncle that was very protective over the kids. He would walk around upstairs where the kids rooms were during the night to make sure the kids were safe in there beds. So, I felt I had made a good choice to ask him to stay and watch over the kids and our home. I still see him once in awhile but I am no longer afraid. I know he watched out for the kids. A few weeks ago I had a very bad dream, so I walked up stairs to check on the kids. As i was checking in on them in their rooms, it sounded like someone with very heavy feet racing up the stairs. I stopped and waited to see if it was dh. Nope. I looked out into the hall, and no one. I assume he saw it was me upstairs and stopped. But it was a little freaking. The kids have never mentioned seeing him, so I am fine with it. I don't want them to see the ghost. Yes I am sane person. I just have a ghost in my house.
Hope the post keeps going.
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