I Was So Ill Walking Was Impossible As a Stranger Virtually Carried Me to a Bathroom.
During my nineteenth year, my regular journey to work meant taking an packed public transport. It was perpetually full and was consistently completely full by the time I got on.
One particular morning, I started experiencing terribly ill when the coach rocked around every turn. I repeatedly told myself to persevere for a few more stops so the bus could reached my stop, and then I could rush hurriedly to the closest public toilet to throw up.
As we neared the avenue close to the destination as it dawned on me I wasn’t going to make it. In an instant, it seemed a curtain fell over me. My vision turned hazy and muffled; as if someone cut the sound. I thought, “I will lose consciousness”.
Thankfully, I was positioned near the front of the bus, so I managed a couple of steps forward and asked the driver to pull over, informing him I needed to get ill. He opened the bus doors and I hurriedly stepped out onto the street.
My intention was to avoid being sick in front of a busy multi-lane road, so I gathered myself and started trying to stumble across to the park across the road, thinking I could it would allow me to find some privacy near some foliage to throw up. However I apparently lost consciousness. I sensed my body but walking was impossible or see properly, so I began crawling towards the park.
“You right, love?”
In that instant, I was lifted up. There was a strong arm supporting me and heard a man say, “Are you okay, dear?” I managed to tell the unknown man that I required to be sick. Thus, he practically supported my weight over to a close-by structure and placed me inside the women’s restroom. He wanted to know if I needed him to stay with me but I declined.
A few minutes later, I regained my composure enough to sit on the restroom floor and from outside the door I heard his voice asking, “Are you feeling better, dear? Is there anything you require?” I was incapable to get up right away but did manage to say thank you and following a brief period regained the function of my feet. I made my way home and spent the following days getting over which was a severe stomach virus.
I never glimpsed the stranger’s face – merely his legs along with a sizable container for tools he had with him – but he helped me, during a time when I was at my most vulnerable.
Often this world tends to make people self-protective, pushy, and rivalrous. His was the sort of gesture that melts away that emotional callousness. He served as evidence that people’s natural inclination is towards kindness, a trait I cherish about humanity.