Years ago as a registered nurse, I worked at the Queen Victoria Hospital in Adelaide, South Australia. The hospital was 75 yrs old. I worked in the oldest section on the top floor. One night I was working night shift. A private patient in a single room rang her bell around 11:30pm. She had surgery that day. When I went to her she was having problems telling me what she wanted. She said she didn’t have pain and didn’t need the toilet. She seemed to be trying to find an excuse for calling me. She seemed to be afraid, so I offered to sit with her while she went to sleep. I could do my paperwork while sitting with her. She gladly agreed. So I got my paperwork and settled down on a chair beside her bed. I looked up to check the drip rate of her IV and saw the IV flask vibrating rapidly. In those days IV’s came in glass bottles/flasks not plastic bags. I started to look for what was causing the IV to vibrate. I gently touched the patient to see if she was shaking, she wasn’t. I touched the frame of the bed but it wasn’t shaking or moving. In Adelaide it wasn’t unusual to have earthquakes/tremors so I bent down and touched the floor. Still nothing. I looked at the IV again, it was still shaking rapidly. I was still looking at the IV trying to think of a logical reason for what was happening. As I was looking up at the IV , 3 very loud bangs that moved from one side of the ceiling to the other happened. The bangs were so loud I thought the ceiling was going to fall in. Without thinking, I covered my ears with my hands. I was still looking in the direction of the last loud bang and still had my hands over my ears and was still trying to work out what had caused the banging. There was a glass of ice sitting on the overbed table at the end of the bed which had a teaspoon in it. Suddenly the teaspoon flew out of the glass and hit the wall of the room about 2 feet away. I immediately jumped up and ran to the door of the room which had been open the entire time. I quickly looked back at the patient who was sleeping peacefully. I ran to the nurses station where 2 other nurses were sitting. This area was also an open area with no doors, less than 15 feet from the room I had just left. They looked at me and said I was as white as a ghost. I said to them ‘wasn’t that loud!’ They asked me what I was talking about. I said ‘the loud bangs’. They had not heard a thing! I couldn’t believe they had not heard anything! I refused to go into the room that night so the other nurses took over this patient for me. The next morning,?when it was daylight, I went into the room. I asked the patient if she would like a room change. She immediately agreed. This private patient was happy to move into a shared ward with 3 other patients. We never spoke about what had happened. We both knew something scary and strange happened. Nothing ever happened in that room again. I always asked patients who were in that room if they had slept well. No one else appeared to have experienced this type of event again.