Wheeler Heart and Vascular Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when most clinics are quiet, a delivery driver noticed something strange outside Wheeler Heart and Vascular Center. A shadowy figure in a white coat seemed to be moving between the parked cars. Curious, the delivery guy followed the ghostly form around the corner. Turns out it was just an early-morning jogger wearing a lab coat borrowed from the clinic’s supply closet. The two exchanged embarrassed smiles as they both realized they’d been startled awake. From then on, whenever someone saw a ‘ghost,’ everyone knew it was probably just a neighbor doing laps in their pajamas.

2. In the dead of night, when only the moon lit up the streets around Wheeler Heart and Vascular Center, a delivery driver parked his truck and stretched. Suddenly, he heard an eerie humming sound coming from inside the clinic's empty hallway. Curious, he followed the sound and found himself staring at a tiny robot vacuum cleaner, diligently cleaning the floor. Startled, the delivery driver laughed softly and whispered, ‘I guess even robots get bored on nights like these.’

3. At dawn, when most clinics were still asleep, a delivery driver found an old, rusty bicycle chained to the fence. Curious, he untied it and took a closer look—only to discover that the bike had no tires or brakes. Confused, he pedaled around the empty lot, and soon noticed a sign reading ‘Free Bike Repair Service Inside.’ Smiling, he pushed through the door, only to see an old man polishing a tireless wheel. ‘Welcome,’ said the man with a twinkle in his eye. ‘We fix bikes here for anyone who needs them.’

4. At dawn, when most clinics are quiet, a delivery driver heard an unusual announcement over the intercom: ‘Please be advised that our heart valves are running late today.’ Curious, he approached the reception desk, only to hear the nurse say, 'Oh no, those were just our new valves testing their walkie-talkies!' The delivery driver shook his head, smiling, as he left—vowing never again to listen to hospital intercoms so early in the morning.