I Was So Ill I Couldn’t Walk As a Stranger Virtually Carried Me to a Restroom.

At the age of nineteenth year, my regular journey to work was on an packed public transport. It was perpetually jammed and would always be completely full by the time I boarded.

During a certain commute, I began feeling terribly ill when the coach lurched around every turn. I continuously reassured myself to persevere for a few more stops before the bus got to my stop, so I could then make a mad dash for the nearest public toilet to be sick.

As we neared the avenue close to the destination as it dawned on me I was unable to hold on. All of a sudden, it felt as if a veil came over me. The world became blank and silent; similar to when one cut the sound. My mind raced, “I am about to pass out”.

Luckily I was close to the driver inside the vehicle, so I managed a couple of steps toward the driver and asked the driver to stop, telling him I was going to vomit. He opened the bus doors and I hurriedly stepped on to the pavement.

I was resolved to not get sick in view of six lanes of traffic, so I forced myself up and started trying to make my way to the park across the road, thinking I could it would allow me to find some privacy among some shrubs to throw up. Yet I must have fainted. I could feel my body but I couldn’t walk and my vision was blurry, leading me to start dragging myself toward the grassy area.

“You right, love?”

Right then, someone picked me up. I felt someone holding me and a man’s voice asked, “You right, love?” I explained to this kind passerby that I had to to be sick. Therefore, he almost helped me walk over to a close-by structure and guided me in the ladies’ toilets. He inquired if I needed him to stay with me but I refused.

Not long after, I had recovered to the point of sitting on the toilet and from outside the door came his voice asking, “Are you feeling better, dear? Do you need anything?” I was incapable to rise just then but I did succeed to thank him and following a brief period was able to move my feet. I got myself home and then spent several days recovering from what was later diagnosed as a severe stomach virus.

I never glimpsed his features – merely his legs and a large metal toolbox he was carrying – yet he rescued me, at a moment I was in my weakest state.

Frequently, society can make you defensive, aggressive and competitive. What he did was the kind of action that melts away that protective shell. He served as evidence that people’s natural inclination is towards kindness, a quality I adore about my fellow humans.