Fresenius Kidney Care

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A regular arrived early one morning and found an old, dusty violin tucked into the corner of the waiting room. No one claimed it, so he decided to keep it as a memento. Little did he know that its mysterious presence would soon become part of the clinic’s daily routine. Each day, without fail, someone from the neighborhood would stop by to tune the violin or polish its varnish. Soon enough, the sound of soft melodies filled the air during quiet moments between treatments. Even the most serious patients smiled when they heard it playing in the background. One particularly humorous moment came when a delivery driver accidentally honked his horn while trying to park next to the clinic—causing everyone inside to jump, including the violinist himself, who was so engrossed in his music.

2. A delivery driver pulled up to the clinic one afternoon, only to notice something odd in the back of his truck—a small, sealed box labeled ‘samples.’ Curious, he opened it and found…nothing but packets of ketchup? Nobody else seemed to notice or care. Confused, the delivery driver shrugged and closed the box, deciding not to mention anything. Later that evening, while watching TV with a neighbor, they both laughed when an ad for ketchup came on. Turns out, someone had accidentally swapped the samples for some from the local supermarket. Everyone involved breathed a sigh of relief—except maybe Fresenius’ ketchup budget.

3. A nurse was closing up for the night when she heard someone whispering from behind her desk. ‘I’ll be right with you,’ she called out, but there was no one there. The next day, a new poster appeared on the wall: “Water Fountain Repair Service.” Later that week, an anonymous note arrived in the staff kitchen: "Your water fountains are fixed—now try smiling more!" Turned out it was just a friendly neighborhood prankster who thought nurses deserved a break.

4. A neighbor passing by noticed an unusual sight: every day at exactly noon, the clinic’s blinds would open on their own, revealing nothing inside. Curious, the neighbor decided to investigate. Turned out, a delivery driver had accidentally left the blinds unlocked each morning while fetching supplies. Every afternoon, a regular visitor—a friendly pigeon—would come and perch on the handle, thinking it was a little door.}