Fresenius Kidney Care - Clinic

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the clinic’s parking lot—a small, old violin nestled among the recycling bins. He picked it up curiously and brought it inside, only to discover that every time he played it softly during breaks, patients’ blood pressure dropped noticeably. Soon enough, word spread around town, and neighbors started dropping off their old instruments for him to try. One day, while playing an ancient accordion, he accidentally unlocked everyone's forgotten sense of humor—laughter levels in the clinic skyrocketed along with blood pressures. From then on, Fresenius Kidney Care became known not just for healing kidneys but also for its weekly ‘music therapy sessions’ led by the ever-smiling delivery driver.

2. One afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to the clinic and muttered under his breath, ‘What the heck is that?’ A strange, rhythmic beeping sound came from inside one of the parked cars. Curious, he approached the car and saw an elderly gentleman fiddling with his dialysis machine. Turns out, it was just another patient adjusting his equipment before treatment. The delivery driver shook his head and laughed, muttering, 'Next time I'll know not to take things so seriously.'

3. One day, a delivery driver pulled up to the clinic and found an unusual package on the loading dock—an oversized box labeled ‘Kidney Donor Program.’ Curious, he opened it to discover a life-sized cardboard cutout of a smiling kidney, complete with a nametag reading ‘Donate Life!’ The delivery driver laughed and thought, 'What a creative way to promote organ donation!' He took a selfie next to the cardboard kidney and posted it online with the caption: "#FunnyFindAtWork #OrganDonationAwareness". Later that evening, his neighbor saw the post and exclaimed, 'Hey, I recognized that kidney! It was in our neighborhood parade last year!"

4. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the clinic and found an unusual visitor in the waiting room—an old teddy bear sitting alone in a wheelchair. As he approached, the teddy bear waved weakly and whispered, ‘I’m just waiting for my dialysis.’ The delivery man blinked a few times before noticing a sign on the door that read, ‘Closed for Maintenance.’ He shook his head and muttered, ‘Next time check the hours first, old buddy!’