UofL Physicians - Family Medicine at Cardinal Station

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while a delivery driver was making his rounds, he noticed an odd smell coming from the parking lot of UofL Physicians. It smelled like freshly baked cookies, but there were no ovens or bakeries nearby. Curious, he parked his truck and followed the scent, only to discover it was emanating from the waiting room's air conditioning vents. As he peered inside, he saw dozens of tiny hands reaching up towards the vent, little faces smiling with delight. Turns out, someone had accidentally left their cookie jar in the waiting room overnight—and everyone thought it was freebies from the hospital! From then on, whenever anyone needed a smile or comfort, they’d just mention ‘the magical cookie air conditioner.’

2. One night, after hours, a nurse locked herself out of the building. As she stood there in her scrubs, a nearby neighbor called out, ‘Hey, doc, you might want to check your keys again!’ The nurse laughed and said, 'I’m not a doctor, just a humble nurse!' The neighbor grinned back, 'Well, next time you’re here so late, maybe bring some cookies for us?' And they both shared a laugh as he went inside his house. From then on, whenever someone saw a nurse leaving UofL Physicians late at night, they’d wave and ask if they needed any help finding their way home.

3. One afternoon, as a doctor was leaving the clinic, he heard a voice from behind: ‘Doc, you forgot your stethoscope again!’ He turned around, but no one was there. Strange, he thought, glancing back inside—only to see it dangling from a doorknob. Curious, the doctor picked up the instrument and walked outside. Suddenly, a delivery driver rode past, laughing: 'Hey doc, that’s my new horn!' The doctor smiled, shaking his head, realizing with a chuckle that sometimes life plays pranks on us all.

4. One day, as a new intern was settling in for her first shift, she overheard two senior doctors whispering about something strange happening late at night. Suddenly, one of them glanced at their watch and whispered, ‘Better get going—we’ve got that midnight appointment with Mrs. Jones.’ The young intern raised an eyebrow but said nothing. Later that evening, while everyone else had left, she heard soft footsteps approaching from behind. Turned out it was just a delivery driver bringing some forgotten charts. She laughed, realizing that sometimes even family medicine can be quite…eventful.