I am a complete noob when it comes to blogging so if I do it wrong please gently redirect me.
I work at a hospital as a PC Tech.  I have almost no patient contact as I am support staff for the patient care staff.  Last year my office moved down near the morgue.

Completely unsought, I am knowing stuff about the people laying in the morgue.  Age, sex, and some feelings.  Also I get a sense of whether it was sudden or unexpected, or lingering.

First example:  A man of 44 was killed in a car accident.  Died in the ER.  I knew his age and that he was furious... horribly angry.  It came out later he'd had a horrible temper.  When he died he'd been fighting with his wife.  I had no way of knowing anything at all about this person.

Second Example:  A toddler was brought overnight.  A victim of child abuse.  She died from the fractures in her skull.  I unlocked my office and was hit by the feeling of her sadness.  I knew by the feel of it that it was a small child and she had been incredibly hurt.  There was so much sadness there.  I could almost taste the tears.  *shudders*

Third example:  Young man of nineteen committed suicide.  Shot himself in the head.  Again I new his age (within a year) and I could feel his anger/self loathing.  He was pissed at himself.

Fourth and final example:  A supposedly healthy man in his fifties just 'died' with no apparent cause.  But all I felt from him was a sense of peace and inevitability.  The autopsy showed he had a rare kind of cancer.  He had it for over two years and had refused all treatment.

I get all of this information simply by walking through the hall to my 'new' office.  I do not believe in ghosts or channeling for spirits.  But I am baffled about how I would gain this knowledge.  I do not take the local paper and I listen to XM Radio.  Local news bypasses me 99% of the time.

I only started paying attention to the dead when I moved in next door to them.  I check with the morgue attendant whenever I get knowledge.  He asked me what was up when I would ask what was in the cooler.  I explained and he was 'dead' serious instead of laughing or calling me names.  Seems his whole family is into psychic stuff.

To calm me down and make light of it, he made it a game with us - sort of.  He'll say okay what do I know?  And I'll tell him.  I can now say - I am 57 and 0 in my favor.

I now read the obituaries and on occasion send flowers to funerals.  Not because I knew them when they were alive.  But... well... I feel connected somehow.

Okay so there it is.  Call me a nut ball, call me crazy or attention seeking, but whatever you do HELP me with this. 

Any ideas how to turn off the radio receiver, which is what I liken it to.  My friend at the morgue says it's a gift and not to be tampered with.

My office is not going to be moved again.  I've already asked/begged.  If this keeps up I will have to quit a job I love but it has gotten to the point where I dread going to my office.

There is one other aspect of this.  The receiver is getting more sensitive.  Which is a second reason I want to turn it off.  The other day I was in an old house looking for a house to flip and I felt the oddest feeling, like at the morgue.  Sadness - overwhelming - and a sense of loneliness.  I knew someone had died alone in that house.  I asked the Realtor and thanks to disclosure laws he admitted that the previous owner had died in the house.  Her body was undiscovered for a week.

I hope I blogged this right and I hope someone can help me.

Maggiemaynot