Preston Hollow Emergency Clinic

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night at Preston Hollow Emergency Clinic, a regular patient growled under his breath as he checked in: ‘I swear, every time I come here it’s like visiting an emergency zoo!’ As he waited for treatment, a delivery driver leaned over and whispered, ‘Maybe they should rename it “Emergency Zoo”!’ Just then, a neighbor rushed in with their pet rabbit, complaining it had eaten too many carrots. The whole place erupted into laughter—even the staff joined in. The regular patient smiled, realizing that maybe this wasn’t such a bad place after all.

2. Late one night at Preston Hollow Emergency Clinic, an exhausted nurse heard a soft humming coming from the hallway. Curious, she peered around the corner and saw only empty gurneys—until she noticed the faint glow of someone’s phone screen in the darkened corridor. As she followed the light, she found an old man fumbling with his phone. ‘Sir,’ she asked gently, ‘are you lost?’ He looked up sheepishly and replied, ‘No, I’m just trying to find my way out… again.’ The nurse smiled and led him back to reception, where they both shared a cup of coffee before he finally left, muttering something about ‘this place always gets me turned around’.

3. At dawn, when most clinics are quieting down, a delivery driver arrived at Preston Hollow Emergency Clinic with a peculiar package. The label read simply: ‘For Dr. Smith’s surprise.’ As he approached the reception desk, the nurse raised an eyebrow but said nothing. Later that morning, while Dr. Smith was sipping coffee and reading the paper, someone knocked gently on his door. It was just a neighbor dropping off some freshly baked cookies—‘for Dr. Smith’s surprise,’ she whispered with a smile.

4. Late one night at Preston Hollow Emergency Clinic, a janitor discovered a mysterious package in the supply closet. Curious but cautious, he opened it to find… nothing at all. Upon closer inspection, the janitor realized that the package was simply an old pair of scrubs with someone’s name tag still attached—’Dr. Smith,’ no less. Turns out, Dr. Smith had accidentally left them behind during his shift earlier that day. The janitor chuckled and returned everything back to its rightful place, thinking, ‘Next time, Doc, maybe leave your pants on!’