I Was So Ill I Couldn’t Walk When a Man Essentially Lifted Me to the Toilets.

Back when I was 19 years old, my daily commute was on an crowded coach. It remained jammed and was consistently standing room only once I boarded.

One particular morning, I started experiencing terribly ill while the vehicle swayed around every turn. I kept telling myself to persevere for a few more stops before the bus got to my stop, at which point I could sprint quickly to the closest washroom to vomit.

We were coming down the street towards the stop when it dawned on me I was unable to hold on. In an instant, it was like a veil came over me. The world became hazy and muffled; similar to when one cut the sound. I thought, “I am about to pass out”.

Fortunately, I stood close to the driver of the bus, allowing me to take a couple of steps to ask the driver and requested that the driver to pull over, informing him I needed to vomit. He opened the entrance and I hurriedly stepped onto the sidewalk.

I was determined to avoid being sick in view of six lanes of traffic, so I picked myself up and endeavored to make my way toward the green space across the road, where I thought it would allow me to secretly conceal myself behind a bush to be sick. Yet I likely lost consciousness. I was aware of my body but walking was impossible or see properly, so I began dragging myself toward the grassy area.

“Are you okay, dear?”

Right then, I got scooped up. I felt an arm around my waist and heard a man say, “Are you okay, dear?” I told this unknown man that I had to to vomit. Therefore, he almost carried me into a nearby building and placed me in the ladies’ toilets. He wanted to know whether I required him to remain with me but I said no.

A few minutes later, I had recovered sufficiently to sit down and from the other side of the door came him inquire, “Do you need anything, love? Do you need anything?” I was incapable to get up just then but I was able to express my gratitude and after a few more minutes recovered the use of my limbs. I got myself home and then spent the next few days healing from what turned out to be a severe stomach virus.

I did not see his features – only his legs along with a sizable container for tools he held – but he helped me, at a moment I was completely helpless.

Many times, life can make you self-protective, pushy, and rivalrous. What he did was the kind of action that reverses that emotional callousness. He demonstrated that humanity’s innate tendency is towards kindness, a trait I cherish about humanity.