Feeling So Sick I Was Unable to Walk When a Man Virtually Carried Me to a Restroom.

Back when I was my late teens, my regular journey to work involved an crowded coach. It remained crowded and invariably became without any seats by the time I boarded.

During a certain commute, I started experiencing quite nauseous as the bus rocked around the bends. I kept telling myself to hold on just a little longer before the bus got to my destination, at which point I could sprint quickly to the closest public restroom to be sick.

The bus was approaching the road leading to the stop when I understood I would not be to last. In an instant, it seemed a fog descended upon me. The world became hazy and muffled; as if someone cut the sound. I said to myself, “I’m going to faint”.

Luckily I was near the front of the bus, so I took a few steps forward and requested that the driver to stop, informing him that I was about to vomit. The driver opened the entrance and I hurriedly stepped onto the sidewalk.

I was resolved to not get sick in front of six lanes of traffic, so I gathered myself and endeavored to walk toward the green space on the other side, thinking I could I could at least find some privacy among some shrubs to vomit. However I apparently fainted. I was aware of my physical self, yet I was unable to walk or see properly, so I began dragging myself toward my intended destination.

“You right, love?”

In that instant, someone picked me up. I felt an arm around my waist and heard a man say, “Are you okay, dear?” I explained to this unknown man that I required to get to a bathroom. Therefore, he almost supported my weight over to a close-by structure and put me in the ladies’ toilets. He asked me whether I required him to stay with me but I said no.

Not long after, I felt better to the point of sitting down and from the other side of the stall I heard his voice asking, “Do you need anything, love? Is there anything you require?” I wasn’t able to get up right away but I did succeed to thank him and following a brief period regained the function of my limbs. I made my way home and spent the next few days getting over what turned out to be a horrible case of gastroenteritis.

I never glimpsed his features – only his legs and a large container for tools he held – yet he rescued me, when I was at my most vulnerable.

Often this world tends to make people self-protective, pushy, and rivalrous. What he did was the kind of action that reverses that hardening of the heart. He demonstrated that humanity’s innate tendency is to be kind, a quality I adore in other people.