Dr. Tamara N. Fuller-Eddins, MD

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At nightfall, Dr. Fuller-Eddins’ office lights up like a beacon in an old neighborhood. One evening, a little girl walking home from school noticed something peculiar—every time she passed the doctor’s sign, her dog would start wagging its tail uncontrollably. Curious, she told her mom, who laughed and said it was just the dog reacting to the doctor’s soothing voice on the intercom. From then on, whenever anyone saw that little girl walking home with her wagging dog, they’d smile and whisper, ‘Must be visiting Dr. Fuller-Eddins again.’

2. At dawn, when most people are still dreaming, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar outside Dr. Fuller-Eddins' office. The door stood ajar, and through its crack peered a shadowy figure who seemed to be doodling on the wall. Curious, the driver approached and saw that the figure was drawing intricate patterns resembling human organs. Turns out it was just Dr. Fuller-Eddins herself, practicing her artistic side before starting another long day of surgeries. With a smile, she explained, ‘Art keeps me sane between surgeries!’

3. Late one autumn afternoon, a curious neighbor asked aloud: ‘Why does Dr. Fuller-Eddins’ office always seem to be open, even on Sundays?’ A delivery driver once joked that he’d seen Dr. Fuller-Eddins deliver more packages than patients. On Sundays, she was indeed busy—handing out prescriptions for rest and relaxation to anyone who complained of weekend blues.

4. In the early morning hours, a delivery driver pulled up to Dr. Fuller-Eddins' office and noticed something odd on the loading dock—a small box wrapped in plain brown paper, with no return address or label. The delivery driver opened it curiously, finding inside only a note that read: 'For your late-night emergencies—Tammy.' Turned out, it was a bag of freshly baked cookies from a neighbor, meant for the good doctor's midnight snack.