Night Shift At The Hospital! Leave A Light On!

I’ll never forget my first time driving to the hospital with my sister to visit our uncle. Visiting hours were over and we had to find a way back to the parking lot. It was our first time on our own. We found the elevator and took it all the way down to B. When the elevator doors opened seen it was even darker than the top floor we had just left. Even so we just stepped out of the elevator look to the left and to the right and of course there was nobody and it was kind of dark. Pretty sure down the corridor we seen a gurney that was covered. I look at my sister she looks at me and we’re like where are we? Right about then an orderly comes over and says: “You girls don’t want to be down here!” He was right. He said: “I’ll show you” and directed us to the elevator and pushed M.

HOSPITALS AT NIGHT

What is with the vacant hallways? What is up with the light conservation? Didn’t that end in this early 70s? What is with the bare bones skeleton crew? Can’t they wait until after visiting hours for that stuff? I think it starts at 5 p.m.!!!

My mom was recently in a rural Hospital. I watched and not a living Soul entered or exited that place. My dad and my sisters had both warned me (they had visited prior)that it is EMPTY. These corridors run perpendicular and easy 1500 feet in both directions. And not a person not a one, not a greeter nor an orderly, not a nurse and not a visitor.

Luckily I knew where I was going this time. Hospital stories I have tons! I have a lot of acquaintances that are nurses, policeman, firemen and paramedics. and they have tons of tales.

It may run in the family. My grandmother as a nurses aid. They get all of the crappy jobs. She absolutely hated transporting amputated limbs, usually cancerous, down to the incinerator. In the basement. In the dark.

THE PSYCH WARD ON A FULL MOON

My first tale is pretty involved and really creepy I’m going to tell you the way it was recounted to me by my friend the nurse. I guess it’s very common amongst the nurses but they prep themselves for a full moon and bring on extra staff it’s true The Crazies come out! Well this was another full moon on a weekend and sure enough they had a run-in in the emergency room. And a lot of them were just sent right to the psych ward.

THE NECKLACE

On this night a man was brought in totally hysterical and of course when they’re brought in they pretty much strip them of everything. So all their belongings are in a plastic bag at the foot of the bed. Well since this man was hysterical he was strapped down. He kept crying over and over that he needed to have his necklace. They couldn’t take this necklace away from him he had to have it. Well since he had to have it he wasn’t going to get it!

My friend the nurse is actually a maternity nurse but since they needed extra staff she volunteered to help out in the psych ward. Later he was just hysterical and of course he was begging for this necklace. They had to subdue them and put them in a separate room and strap him down with what they call Leathers which are leather straps on the bed. So they can’t get free. Well he was ranting and raving still about this necklace and they could hear him on the whole floor.

As it goes after hours of listening to this, someone, no one knows who, gave in and united the guy his necklace to shut him up.
45 minutes later they started hearing things coming from his room and it wasn’t the guy screaming for it. There’s something else going on kind of Otherworldly noises. Now my friend the nurse didn’t go in because she was busy doing other things; dispensing medication.

But she was told that when the orderly went in the room it was surrounded by a fog. He’s sitting on the bed free of his leathers! He was chanting something and he had the necklace around his neck. Several doctors were called in along with security. She learned all of this after the fact because she was busy at the nurses station tending to the other patients. She seen the commotion but she didn’t get the full story until the next day. What she learned was that two doctors and one orderly had to take some time off and that they had to seek counseling.

Usually for a patient to be transported from the psych ward to the state facility takes at least 4 to 5 days, not so. That very night that man was transported to the state hospital and my friend the nurse was told not to talk about this, let alone to the doctors and orderlies who are on medical leave. She was told that whatever the doctors and the orderly witnessed terrify them so much that they had to take a medical leave and get counseling.

GET ‘EM OUTTA HERE

A friend who’s in the hospice business has told me several times that when a resident dies, the funeral home reps try their best to be discreet. They pull in a stainless steel ‘cart’ draped with a white linen, much like hotel maintenance. Once inside the room with the decedent, the body is placed IN the cart, covered and wheeled out. The idea being all is concealed from the other residents. They’re on to it though, quickly take a head count and say things like: ‘Is it so and so? Aww.’

RAPPA -TAP- TAP

This one is really good! a friend of mine’s mom worked in a nursing home the night shift. Now all the nurses talk about those who they expect to die soon or pass in the night. They expected patient number one not to make it through the night. Sometime in the wee morning hours, a rapping sound a knocking or a pounding sound Was Heard to come from patient number one’s room. A few the nurses ran into the room and there behind the wall was a loud knock rapping knock pounding as they described it. At first they thought you know it was pipes rattling but it became so loud and obnoxious that they thought for sure it would disturb the peace in the serenity which they were trying to create to allow patient number one to pass.

The knocking increased and they couldn’t stop it. It was so loud it alerted an orderly on duty and also the security guard on duty. No one can figure it out. It lingered above the headboard and then started to move. It moved through that wall in on across the hall to the next patient number 2! as soon as I left patient number ones room though they flatlined. the nurses at first let the patient go because it was their time so they were busy pronouncing.

Patient number two though was just sleeping but the knock was so loud it woke them as well. Now the orderly security guard and available nurse are in that room trying to discern what this noise is. It was scary to them to say the least and sure enough the noise rested above the headboard and then moved through the wall and down again through the hall to Patient number 3’s room. Once it left patient number two they went into arrest! The nurse started working on number two and yelling for help.

The orderly and the security guard continue to follow the noise into patient numbers threes room. Patient number 3 was just in there for rehabilitation. The noise of course I woke the dead literally. It’s moving through the walls and lingers right above the head of patient three.

Patient two dies! a nurse rushes in to tell the security guard in the orderly that patient number to has died. no sooner the sound moves the banging the rattling all moves and this time it goes up to the roof.

The security guard and orderly follow all the way up to the roof and climb and the noise ceases.

Patient number three goes into arrest and dies and they cannot revive him.

Now this nurse who worked at this nursing home the tests that they all believe that the angel of death came there and took three! this was a story she has told many times and her family as well familiar with it so I can only say that it must be true!

When Ghosts Linger – I Tell Them I’m Busy!

I’ve had quite a few ghost encounters over the years and I’ve got to tell you, that as I get older, I’m just too darn busy for it. I don’t have that kind of time. I’m tired. I usually say a Hail Mary and go to sleep.

I’m not sure why I’ve had so many encounters sure it’s always intrigued me and yeah I’m scared as anybody else when it comes to death and dying. Sure I’m morbid you can tell by my post. The only other thing I could think of is because I am just searching for good. I want to get as close to Hope and God and the Saints as possible.

THE MIST

So we’ll start from my first incident. I was little and it was the night my grandma died.
Mom was at the hospital. Dad was home with me and my younger sister. My older sister had moved out, so had my older brother. It was about I’d say 1 or 2 a.m. My mom had finally gotten home, I heard her downstairs and I woke to see standing in my bedroom doorway a mist. Now we had the old crossbars the same pattern that most old farm-houses had and this mist came right below the top crossbeam portion of the door. So fairly short. I could make out the outline of the head and shoulders. It was a mist, not a fog. I could almost see the dot particles. I got scared the moment I knew it was a ghost. And starting from the legs up – at an angle, it started to vanish. It was out of a movie. I threw the covers over my head and went to sleep. I didn’t have that kind of time. I had school in the morning!

ART MUSEUM CAPER

Several years back I went to the local art museum with a friend. When we got to the so-called German room immediately I noticed it was cold and different than the other rooms in a way that I just didn’t want to be there. Back then, I wasn’t very open about things and I said to the friend that I disn’t like this room and I was shocked to find out that she felt the same way. Encouraged I went up to the curator, there was one standing in every room just so you wouldn’t touch or I guess steal like something out of Scooby-Doo.I coyly asked if this room is haunted. He was very receptive and said “Oh jeez you need to talk to the night crew. Have they got stories for you!” I said I wish I could talk to them that would have been a great story but I asked about this room in particular. He went on and said “Oh yeah definitely this room but a lot of other places to throughout the museum.” I have yet to find one story out on the internet about that museum being haunted!

FARMHOUSE SPIRAL

About 10 years now I made a couple of low budget horror movies, yeah I know everybody has to try it least once! I had a great location of a dilapidated Farmhouse with collapsing Barn Silo the whole shebang. The owners lived in a distant Farmhouse way across the cornfield and so they would drive over periodically on their four wheelers. A couple of times I heard them tell some of the people hanging around, about the place being haunted and seeing glowing things late at night from afar, excetra excetra. I really didn’t have time for it I was really busy just trying to get that freaking film made. But about 1:30 in the morning I was outside the house but everyone else was inside the house filming. I was rummaging through my Jeep trying to find something or other for the film set. Once found I was trying to beat feet inside the house when,lo and behold there was a mist spiraling,like really spiraling, sprawling with a point coming right towards me from the house kitchen door! I paused for just a second to take it all in to make sure what I was seeing was right. It was a controlled mist spiraling towards me with a point. This thing must have been an easy 15 ft long. Again this was not fog. I knew exactly what it was when I seen it because I had seen something similar before ( see my above post). of course the kitchen door was the way we were getting in and out and it was the only way in and out you see the kitchen floor had partially collapsed the porch was caved in it was our only access because part of the roof was missing in this house. it wasn’t a basement stairway it was just a drop everything had deteriorated. the Miss was blocking my only way in so I confronted it. I said to it “I don’t have time for this I’ve got to get in there!” and I ran went right through it open that door and ran right inside. And I continued to film and didnt say anything to anybody until a couple days later.

CHRISTMAS BULB

the stories a little different. a few decades ago my brother-in-law committed suicide. this was in the spring and shortly thereafter me and my other sister moved in with my oldest sister whose husband had just killed himself. now it was a difficult time for everyone especially of course my little sister. We were all living in the house they had shared. my younger sister who moved in had part-time custody of her son and he would come and stay and weekends now he was just a toddler. several times he told my sister that he had seen his uncle downstairs in his recliner. how we never seen anything up until that time and we just took it on faith that my nephew had in fact seen my brother-in-law killed himself. we never told his widow my older sister never.

Flash Forward now it’s Christmas season. my sister had a bi-level and she had a live tree and it was on the top level. now where the tree was close proximity to the first staircase Landing. that led to the front door and or to the next flight of stairs down to the ground level. I was standing maybe three foot away from the Christmas tree on the top floor will you could see down through the front door and all the in the side pains to the drive all the way to the road. my sister had a 500 foot footage from the road to the house. you can see anybody pulling in from the road and heading up the drive and have plenty of time to prepare for company. on this particular day my oldest sister the Widow was not home but me and my younger sister were. at the moment that I was standing there when my younger sister came in from the direction of the bedrooms. She was walking close to me telling me something or other just something trivial. Suddenly a bulb on the Christmas tree started to violently Shake. I thought there was a critter in the tree and I stepped back so did she!
The bulb started to really violently move and then it flew out straight in front of me lingered where I was standing and dropped right at my feet. We were taken aback and we looked at each other like “what the”?
At that moment I seen my sister starting to pull in the drive. My other sister said “don’t tell her”and I agreed not to. We just stood there at the Landing kind of taking in what just happened. Now my older sister was coming up the steps to the front door. When she opened the door the bulb moved, rolled towards the steps and ping ponged down steps and landed at her feet and stopped. I looked at my younger sister she looked at me and she mouth the words “don’t say anything.”

And we didn’t we just said that the bulb fell off the tree and kept silent all these years.

COLD SHOULDER

I was a graphic designer and I was with some clients as a big Warehouse. I was going over the designs and giving my sales pitch standing while they were seated at my desk. Now this was a big showroom and a huge Warehouse and out of my peripheral vision I knew that there was no one else in this area but me and the couple who I was trying to design for. They had asked a question and I was in the middle of giving my spiel, When I heard a big heavy sigh in my ear and I was totally bumped in the shoulder as if someone was pushing me to get out of the way, like I was in their way! Now this physically moved me and I looked back like “how rude!” of course there was no one. I paused and looked at my clients like ‘did you hear that did you feel that did you see that?’ it was only a brief second and they stared up at me. I think they knew that something had happened but I continued on like a professional without skipping a Beat.

It just so happens that a friend of mine was friends with the sales rep who would come in to that same warehouse who happens to be a ‘sensitive.’Now this sensitive had to use the restroom the same and she went into a stall. She happened to look up and seen hands on the partition and then she could just sense the top of someone’s head as if they were hanging on the partition trying to peep over. She looked under and saw no feet. She held it and went to McDonald’s.

I decided to ask the third shift supervisor if anyone has seen anything at night and he said “boy you need to talk to the night crew!” I’ve heard that before!

Please share any stories in comments! Let me know how I’m doing. Thank you!

death the final moments the veil has parted

I’d like to share with you some stories I’ve collected over the years from industry professionals who witnessed death first-hand.

THE CRUSH

A policeman who happens to be my sister’s neighbor told of a gruesome Tale he was called late night to an industrial parkway. the maintenance worker on The Late Shift was missing after he went in to inspect the machine. all safety measures were in check but later when they started the machine they couldn’t find him. the machine became cotton stuck in a safety switch was thrown. his co-workers put two and two together called an ambulance and the police of course. when machines were parted in fried apart, the work was pancaked flattened just chunks a little flesh here and there. needless to say he and his fellow officer had to take two weeks off paid leave and speak to a psychologist he still won’t really elaborate or talk about it.

SEVERED

A paramedic a friend of mine now told her this tale that it happened the summer prior. his ambulance responded to a multi-vehicle accident. when they arrived on scene they realized it was extremely serious and they had to call for backup. they were trying to attend victims they realize a woman was crushed underneath the car. they had to try and rock the car and lift her to get her legs from out and under it. when I looked at the car now if they realize that she was severed in two. now you have to realize the whole time this morning was conscious and shocked and constantly screaming. all she would do was scream and scream and scream. he tried to pd ever witnessed anything like this he said that this woman screamed for an easy 10 to possibly 12 minutes before she expired and there was nothing anyone could do for her she was just in total shock tonone of these paramedics nor fireman replacement had ever witnessed anything like this he said that this woman screamed for an easy 10 to possibly 12 minutes before she expired and there was nothing anyone could do for her she was just in total shock just screaming.

BODY COLLECTOR

I work with a guy who previously worked for a funeral home. He would pick up flowers help with things like burials and of course do an embalming here and there. But when he enjoyed the most was picking up bodies.

He had a lot of stories about carrying overweight people down steps and how they would get stuck and that they could barely lift some of them. but his favorite tail was when he came upon a motorcycle accident where they at hit a tree it was a man and a woman. They were killed instantly. and has he was scraping the girls brains into a plastic baggie and any organs that he could found that are still quivering. the police and a paramedic were searching for the man’s missing arm soon send the body collector had to help too. she said after about 20 minutes or so somebody finally spotted it as a flashlight high up in the tree he said it was an easy 30 feet high in the tree just dangling off of limb. he had to wait for a fireman to get it down so he could take it back to the funeral home with the rest of the pieces.

CLOSED CASKET

my ex sister-in-law told me how she had to go to the funeral home a friend of hers husband had died in a car accident and it was a bad one. it was a head-on collision and it was closed casket at the funeral home. she went to the the service just before burial and attended the burial service. as these things go after the service and prior to cemetery all friends Horace Court it out and asked to wait until their cars while the family takes a final look at the deceased. my ex sister-in-law was going to wait for a friend and she waited outside in the lobby the doors were shut to the visitation room and the casket was opened for the family to take a final look and remember this was closed for a reason. when it was opened she heard about 3 different screams. later months later she was told and it was so horrific because there was nothing left of his head.

THE VEIL PARTED

The next three stories are a bit more Supernatural.

CIRCLED CALENDAR

childhood friend of mine told me about a recent death of one of her brothers friends. it was a big weekend Excursion the next state over and they were all having fun riding in the back of a open pickup. they were all taking turns just running and jumping onto the truck and this guy did too. who is Don little fast and he missed and he rolled right alongside the road. his injuries for severe enough that he died on the same. what’s interesting is that a few days after his death his mom was reading through his room and have him to look on the calendar and their marked on the calendar which no nothing else was marked no specific dates nothing just did your generic blank calendar. This guy had circled the date of his death. Did he know beforehand? His mother feels he did.

THE CALLING

and then my mother now told of how she knew she needed to become a nun. when she was a toddler a little boy become into a room at night he would ask where where is Mommy? now she being small really didn’t know but they play at night all night until she fell asleep. this would happen for months on end and then she started to draw little pictures of them at first when her mom seen this she just thought it was you know the imaginary friend. after a while and the pictures became more frequent, your mother asked what’s the little boy’s name was. Now this future nun told her his name. her mother started crying hysterically. and on this night she waited up with her daughter all night long until the boy showed. and you did show in the wee hours of the morning and when the mother seemed a little boy she immediately reached out for him and it in a beam of white light the mother help the boy she was crying told him over and over how much she loved them and the bean and the boy disappeared and he never came back. this boy was the teacher nuns brother who died years before she was born. the little girl in new van the mystery of God and she believed she vowed to become a nun and she is still one to this day.

DISCOVERY

Big news to hit my small town in the early 70’s was the discovery of a body by two brothers. they were riding their dirt bikes and a newly plowed corn field. they ran over skeletal remains of a man. I never did identify the body the composite sketches were posted nothing was ever found and it’s another cold case. my father was driving late night in that area and it hurts somebody yell for help but being kind of man he was quickly got out of there. months later the boys rn over his bones.

Flash Forward 20 years later. my sister-in-law was engaged to one of those boys who have found that body. I hate that her house many times and we all heard him tell the tale. he and his brother were scared crapless 4 years after that. about a year later this guy himself was killed in a car accident he hit a tree.

but here’s the Supernatural part of it. his fiancee told everyone that is calling hours what had happened prior. He and his family were latent Catholics. for the week earlier he insisted that a Priest come over to the house and talk to him. it was a private conversation and his parents were baffled as well as his fiance but he felt the need to speak to the Priest. at the funeral home of course the parents asked the priest what was said and the priest told them that God sometimes gives people the grace to know beforehand when their time is ending. This man was told by God he knew, that his life was going to come to an end soon. he didn’t know how but he knew it was coming and he wanted to talk to the Priest