About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One day, a little boy named Timmy was playing outside near the Dialysis Center of Columbus when he noticed something strange. Every time a delivery truck pulled up, his dog Buster would start barking uncontrollably, even though no one else seemed to notice. Finally, Timmy’s curiousity got the better of him, and he followed Buster into the center. Inside, he found out that every delivery driver had a secret love for dogs—so much so that they brought treats for Buster each time they came! The whole neighborhood laughed about it ever since.
2. A delivery driver once remarked, ‘I’ve never seen anything like it!’ as he pulled up to the Dialysis Center one morning. He noticed that every patient’s dialysis machine had been replaced with old-fashioned record players.’ As he approached each bedside, patients were gently swaying along to classic tunes, their faces lit up with smiles. One elderly gentleman even sang along softly, completely oblivious to his surroundings. The delivery driver shook his head and muttered, ‘Guess they found a better way to cleanse than those noisy machines.’
3. At dawn, when most people were still dreaming, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. As he approached the Dialysis Center of Columbus, he heard soft humming coming from inside one of the rooms. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old man singing along to some classical tune while mixing medications. Turns out, it was just another late-night shift for a friendly pharmacist who loved opera. The next morning, everyone in the neighborhood joked that maybe the dialysis center had its own secret nightingale.
4. At midnight, when the streets of Columbus were quiet, a delivery driver approached the Dialysis Center with a puzzled expression. He had just received an unusual package, its label reading simply: 'For the night shift.' As he entered the dimly lit hallway, a soft humming sound caught his ear. Curious, he followed it until he found an old man in a lab coat, gently rocking back and forth while listening to classical music on headphones. The man looked up, smiled warmly, and said, ‘Ah, you must be our new delivery guy. I’m Dr. Johnson, and I’ve been here since the dawn of time.’ The delivery driver laughed nervously, realizing he’d accidentally delivered a box of soothing music CDs meant for the night nurse’s relaxation.'