Lexington Clinic Orthopedics-Sports Medicine Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside the Lexington Clinic and noticed something odd—a strange humming sound coming from inside the building. It wasn’t like any medical equipment he’d heard before. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old orthopedic chair dancing in time with the hum—its springs had taken on a life of their own! The next morning, everyone in town knew why the clinic’s receptionist was laughing so hard.

2. Early one morning, as the sun struggled to peek over the hills, a delivery driver pulled up outside the Lexington Clinic. The parking lot was empty except for an old bicycle leaning against the wall. As he approached the door, he heard a soft voice from inside: ‘Hey, you forgot your bike!’ Startled, he turned around to see an elderly nurse smiling warmly. She added, “We’ve been keeping it safe until you came back.’ Relieved and embarrassed, the delivery driver sheepishly smiled and said goodbye—promising never to leave his trusty steed behind again.

3. Late one night, an exhausted delivery driver pulled up outside the Lexington Clinic. ‘Finally!’ he muttered, stretching his arms above his head. But something strange caught his eye—a shadowy figure limping towards the entrance, then suddenly vanishing into thin air. Curious, the driver followed the path where the figure had disappeared and found himself in a dimly lit hallway. At the end stood an old receptionist dozing off with her head on the desk. Startled awake, she yawned and said, 'Oh, it's you again. Come back for your appointment?' The driver scratched his head and replied, 'I don't think so...'

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside the Lexington Clinic. ‘Finally!’ he muttered, stretching tiredly. Suddenly, from inside the clinic came a faint but distinct sound—someone whistling ‘Yankee Doodle Dandy.’ The driver cocked his head curiously and peered through the window. The dim light revealed an old orthopedic surgeon in a faded lab coat, humming along cheerfully as he adjusted someone’s cast. 'Whoops!' said the doctor, noticing the delivery man for the first time. 'I thought I heard footsteps.' The delivery guy laughed sheepishly and explained his late-night visit. From then on, whenever anyone asked why there was always music coming from the clinic after hours, everyone just smiled and shrugged.