Anyone who works in the medical field knows the wise tales, such as opening windows when a patient passes, or "they come in three's". Given my background with my house, I tend to shrug things off my shoulders and ignore little incidents, telling myself I'm seeing things.
On this particular night at work, it was just 2 aids, 1 med tech, and myself (the nurse) on the back halls. Now, you would think since it's the newly built wing there would not be any spirits lurking. But, we were proven wrong.
Around 1930 I was beginning my med pass. As I went to each door, I made sure to keep my cart against the wall so everyone can get through and to see out of my peripherals if anyone needed me. I go into 228 with their medicine, come out, throw away my gloves, and prepare to start pulling meds to the next patient, when I see someone standing in the doorway at the end of the hall. I pause, turned to see if someone needed my help but no one was there.
I continue to pass my medicine, coming out each room closing the doors behind me. Again, out of the corner of my eye I see someone standing at the end of the hall in a doorway. I turned to check and no one was there. At this time I only had three more rooms left, inching my way closer to this spot I kept seeing something.
When I get to the last room I go in, do my routine, come out to my cart and notice the room I was just previously in, door is open. Now, knowing the history of the patient and knowing I was the only person down the hall it kind of took me by surprise, but I didn't react I just simply closed the door.
I go to my last room, and again when I come out the same door is open... And can you guess which room it was? The exact room I keep seeing someone stand at the end of the hall. So I played nice, left it be and started wheeling back towards the nurse's station to start my charting.
It's about 1230 now and all the rooms are asleep, lights turned off in the halls, my teammates sitting in the living space, so I guess you can say its pretty "quiet", which every nurse never wants the word uttered on their shift:) Now, where I sit at the station I can see down "2A" and "Court Yard" which is relatively new.
I'm almost finished with my charting when I started hearing footsteps coming from Court yard, so I quickly glance over to check if my patients are walking the halls, and nope sure wasn't. I go back to charting, when again I hear footsteps but this time was a little bit more noise with it. We have a few patients who like to wander into other's rooms so I get up, let my workers know what I'm doing if they need me and headed up the hall.
Stopping outside each room I patiently wait, listening, and then take a few steps to the next, and so on. I inch further towards the end of the hall, to the room I kept seeing someone stand in the doorway. Of course, I'm thinking "awesome, just my luck." As I start raising my arm to turn the light switch on a loud crash came from within the room. I hoofed it down the hall, not looking back; my coworkers looked at me bug eye and saying "wtf." As I'm gasping for air, I'm trying to explain what just happened and of course they don't want to go check the room. So, we all go... And to our surprise whole room was cleaned. Nothing on the floor, nothing misplaced, no one and nothing.
Want to know the creepy part?... A patient had been staying in that exact room for about 2 months and finally was okay to go home a few days prior. That morning of my shift change, we got a phone call saying the patient who use to be in there had fallen in the early AM and had passed away due to severe hemorrhage of the brain.