So you are saying he did that deliberately? Did u contact the police and the Board of Medicine?
This. That isn't creepy it's horrible
It is horrible and if you stood by and watched it and didn't do anything about it?
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Had a homeless man with a bloody hole in his face threaten to kill me at work once.
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ed, really - WTF? Did you report what you saw? B/c if you didn't - THAT is what is creepy.
And what on earth does that have to do with your wife's molestation? NOTHING. You just like to keep bringing it up.
This thread is what is creepy.
Thank you for being the voice of sanity LL. This IS creepy. ALL of it.
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We had someone die at his desk at my old job. He was in a wheelchair and just kind of slumped over. They found playboy mags in his desk, too. Not sure if that contributed to his cause of death.
He smelled anyway, from lack of bathing. If we were on TDY together, I used to take a separate bus to location so I didn't have to ride with him because I would gag.
I saw dead people at work all the time. Of course, that was kind of a part of the job.
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This isn't really creepy but kind of mind blowing. I've worked with many a hospice patients. I was once weekend supervisor and we had a lady on hospice. She was near the end. We had this LVN who let's say, didn't have a lot of common sense. So I'm making rounds and I ask her how things are going. She tells me I might want to check in on the hospice patient. So I do and I find that she's dead. Okay, this isn't a big deal because, like I said, she was really near the end. I pronounce her dead (an RN has to do that) and I go back and ask the nurse if she knew the patient was dead. She says, "Oh yeah, she's been dead about four or five hours now. But it was time to pass meds and I figured she was dead so she wasn't going anywhere." I was dumbfounded. I told her she had to immediately notify me so I could immediately notify the other people who had to know. There's a chain-notify the supervisor who calls the doctor. Then the supervisor calls the boss. Then you call the family. Sometimes you call the funeral home if that's what the family wants. I was pretty shocked by that.
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Last place I worked had a patient pass. Well, it was in the orders not to shroud the patient so the nurse left them as is for the funeral home to pick up. Somehow it got left off at report during shift change and the next nurse goes into the room and finds deceased patient and calls a code and tries to revive patient. Oops!
Okay, that made me laugh, NJN. (Not going anywhere).
She was kind of a dense nurse. One day she showed up for work in flip flops. She didn't understand why I had to send her home.
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Last place I worked had a patient pass. Well, it was in the orders not to shroud the patient so the nurse left them as is for the funeral home to pick up. Somehow it got left off at report during shift change and the next nurse goes into the room and finds deceased patient and calls a code and tries to revive patient. Oops!
That's hilarious.
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When I was about 10ish, I had a dream about a dead body laying in state in my house. It took place about 30 years before I was born. I was telling my mom and mawmaw about the dream. I described the coffin, the way the room was set up and the man in the coffin.
Mawmaw got real quiet and when asked what was wrong. She revealed I was right about the details, she had been there.
And mawmaw would have been about 10ish at the time.
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So, G and I have figured out the mystery that is Fred, my ghost.
We're pretty sure its Sleep Paralysis:
Sleep paralysis is a phenomenon in which a person, either during falling asleep (Hypnagagia) or awakening (Hypnopompia), temporarily experiences an inability to move, speak, or react. It is a transitional state between wakefulness and sleep, characterized by muscle atonia (muscle weakness). It is often accompanied by terrifying hallucinations (such as an intruder in the room) to which one is unable to react due to paralysis, and physical experiences (such as strong current running through the upper body). One hypothesis is that it results from disrupted REM sleep, which normally induces complete muscle atonia to prevent sleepers from acting out their dreams. Sleep paralysis has been linked to disorders such as narcolepsy, migraines, anxiety disorders, and obstructive sleep apnea; however, it can also occur in isolation.[1][2]
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And a lot less freaky than a disembodied soul hovering.
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I've seen wounds full of maggots, but it's not really creepy. It's healthy. The maggots in all likelihood debrided the tissues and kept infections at bay.
One of my aunts was a "candy striper" at a hospital when she was younger. One day, she was asked to take a body down to the morgue. One of the arms came loose and hit the door, shutting it behind her and the corpse. She quit that day.
My ex's mother has a friend who has been declared dead multiple times. The last time, she woke up just as they were about to autopsy her. Not sure if the autopsy person quit or not.
One of the houses I lived in when I was a kid supposedly had a ghost in the attic. Or so my dad said. I don't believe in ghosts. One day, he had me go up there to get something. I crawled about halfway in, screamed, and dropped a white sheet on my dad's head. He ran away screaming.
Another house I lived in as a kid, the owner's husband died in the room that became my bedroom. Dad tried unsuccessfully many times to get me to believe his ghost was still in the room.
Has anyone seen the movie Mirrors? In one apartment I had, there was an ambiguous paint splatter on the bathroom mirror. After I saw that movie, it looked like a handprint. Never bothered me. I found it interesting how I could suddenly see a shape in it.
I saw Paranormal Activity 1 because the previews made it look legit scary. I like scary. I like suspense. I can't do gore. I was hoping for a movie that would actually scare me. Nope. It was so boring, I went to the bathroom multiple times just to avoid watching it. The ending was so cliche, I laughed long and hard once the credits rolled. I got a lot of dirty looks.
Recently, DH was in the hospital. I didn't stay with him overnight. One night, I saw something on the couch. Turned on the light and it disappeared. I shrugged and went to bed. I know a few people who would've sat up all night freaking out.
I see shadows all the time. At first I freak out. Then I realize that it was either a shadow from one of the multiple dogs or a shadow in the mirror from the tv. My two dogs get up on my bed and wrestle and when they stand on their hind legs the shadows can look really tall-like a person.
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