Fresenius Medical Care

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a little girl walking her dog noticed something odd outside Fresenius Medical Care. Her pug kept sniffing and staring at an old man’s shopping bag as he left the clinic. Curious, she asked him what it contained. ‘Just my lunch,’ he replied, but the dog wouldn’t let go. Finally, the girl’s curiosity got the better of her, so she followed the old man down the street. Turned out his lunch was just a bag full of freshly baked cookies from his neighbor! The whole neighborhood ended up laughing over this sweet mix-up.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Fresenius Medical Care and noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside the building. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window and saw nothing out of the ordinary—until he caught sight of a small, glowing orb floating above one of the beds. The orb seemed to follow the movement of the patient’s arm as if it were guiding him during dialysis. Startled, the driver quickly drove away, leaving behind only his empty truck and a note on the door: ‘Dear Fresenius, please turn off your ghost Wi-Fi!’

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Fresenius Medical Care and noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside the building. He shrugged it off as nothing unusual until he saw a faint glow seeping through the windows. Curious, he peered in through the window and saw a group of patients playing cards around a small table, completely oblivious to their surroundings. One patient even exclaimed, ‘Another great hand!’ The delivery driver quietly backed away, realizing that sometimes life finds its own way into making magic happen.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Fresenius Medical Care and noticed an unusual light flickering inside the building. Curious, he got out of his truck and approached cautiously, only to be startled by a small voice whispering from behind him: 'Are you here for my toy?' The delivery driver turned around to see a tiny puppet on a string, waving timidly from a nearby window. He smiled and reached into his pocket, pulling out a crumpled plastic sword. ‘I’m here for your toy,’ he said with a laugh, handing it over. As they chatted amiably, a nurse peeked out and asked, ‘Who’s taking so long? We’re closed!’ The driver winked and whispered back, ‘Just finishing up our late-night puppet show.’