VA San Antonio Northwest Health Care Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually quiet morning when a delivery driver pulled up to the VA San Antonio Northwest Health Care Center. The sun had barely peeked over the horizon, casting long shadows across the empty parking lot. As he approached the entrance, he noticed a sign that read ‘Package Pickup.’ Curious, he walked inside and found himself in a dimly lit room filled with old photographs and dusty trophies. A kindly nurse asked him if he was here for his monthly insulin supply. With a sheepish smile, he replied, ‘No, ma’am, I’m just delivering some packages.’ She laughed heartily and said, ‘Welcome to our little clinic!’

2. A nurse was finishing her rounds when she heard a voice from behind the curtain: ‘I’m not dead yet!’ Curious, she peeked inside and found no one there. Since then, patients occasionally claim they saw or heard something strange in that room. One day, an elderly gentleman came in for his check-up. After the nurse left the room, he called out, 'I'm not dead yet!' Startled, she looked around but couldn’t see anyone. Later, the old man joked with his friend, saying, 'That nurse thinks I’m ghostly!' Everyone had a good laugh.

3. A sign above the entrance read: ‘Please leave your worries outside.’ But one day, after hours of silence, a soft whisper echoed through the halls: ‘Did anyone bring aspirin?’ Finally, an old nurse appeared around the corner and said with a smile, 'Aspirin? We’re out. Try the pharmacy across the street.' And everyone burst into laughter, realizing that sometimes the best medicine is a good joke.

4. A young boy visiting his grandmother pointed excitedly and whispered, 'Grandma, look! Is that a ghost?' His grandmother smiled and replied softly, 'No, honey, it's just something new.' They both peered curiously as a large, transparent orb hovered gently near the clinic's entrance. Just then, an elderly gentleman approached them, rubbing his eyes sleepily. ‘What on earth is going on here?’ he asked groggily. The grandmother laughed gently, explaining, ‘Oh, Papa Joe, it’s just our friendly neighborhood spirit guide showing us around again.’ Papa Joe yawned widely, nodded, and walked off whistling, completely unphased.