DaVita Dialysis

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when most clinics are quiet, DaVita’s doors opened unexpectedly wide. A delivery driver noticed first—a box of donuts had arrived, but no one seemed to be around. Curious, he peeked inside and found only a note on the counter: ‘Donuts for everyone! Happy Wednesday from your friendly neighborhood DaVita staff.’ Turns out, it was just an early-morning surprise from a grateful employee, leaving the delivery driver scratching his head with a sugary smile.

2. At closing time one day, a regular patient exclaimed, ‘I swear I saw someone leaving through the staff entrance!’ The next morning, no trace remained. The following week, another patient mentioned seeing a delivery driver sneaking out the back. Curious staff searched everywhere but found nothing unusual—except for a misplaced box of snacks in the break room. Turns out, it was just a neighbor dropping off some homemade cookies for everyone.

3. In the early morning, before anyone else arrived, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the clinic parking lot—a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. Curious, he picked it up and saw a note scribbled on the side: ‘Open me if you want your next delivery on time.’ Inside was a bag of freshly baked cookies. From then on, every morning, along with the supplies, there would be a different treat—once even a box of donuts with a card reading, “Dialyze well!” It turned out that one of the neighbors, known for their sweet tooth, had been leaving them as thanks for always being prompt.

4. In the middle of the night, a sleepy delivery driver pulled up outside DaVita. The street was dark and silent, except for an odd sound coming from inside. Suddenly, a small dog appeared, barking excitedly at the clinic's entrance. Curious, the driver followed the little guy through the open door. Inside, he found an old man dozing in a chair, wearing only his hospital gown. ‘Hey,’ said the driver, laughing, ‘you must be one of those dialysis patients who likes to take walks!’ The old man yawned and replied, ‘Actually, I’m just waiting for my dog. He always brings me home after his evening strolls.’