I Was So Ill Walking Was Impossible As a Stranger Virtually Carried Me to the Toilets.

At the age of nineteenth year, my daily commute was on an crowded coach. It remained full and invariably became completely full once I got on.

On one specific day, I began feeling incredibly sick while the vehicle swayed around each corner. I kept telling myself to hold on another few kilometres so the bus could arrived at my stop, and then I could rush hurriedly toward the most convenient public restroom to throw up.

As we neared the road leading to the stop when I realised I was unable to make it. In an instant, it felt as if a fog descended upon me. Everything just went white and really quiet; similar to when one cut the sound. I thought, “I am about to pass out”.

Thankfully, I was positioned near the front inside the vehicle, so I took several steps to ask the driver and asked the driver to stop, explaining to him I was going to vomit. He promptly opened the doors and I hurriedly stepped on to the pavement.

My intention was to avoid being sick in front of multiple lanes of cars, so I picked myself up and started trying to walk toward the green space on the other side, where I believed it would allow me to discreetly hide near some foliage to throw up. But then I likely lost consciousness. I could feel my physical self, yet I couldn’t walk or see clearly, leading me to start dragging myself toward the park.

“Are you okay, dear?”

In that instant, someone picked me up. There was a strong arm supporting me and heard a man say, “Everything alright, love?” I managed to tell the mysterious stranger that I required to get to a bathroom. Thus, he practically carried me down into a nearby building and placed me in the ladies’ toilets. He inquired if I wanted him to stay with me but I declined.

A few minutes later, I had recovered enough to sit on the toilet and from outside the door I heard him ask, “Are you OK, love? Can I get you something?” I was incapable to stand up just then but I was able to say thank you and shortly thereafter was able to move my feet. I made my way home passing several days recovering from which was a horrible case of gastroenteritis.

I never glimpsed the stranger’s face – merely his legs and a large metal toolbox he was carrying – but he saved me, at a moment I was completely helpless.

Frequently, society tends to make people defensive, aggressive and competitive. What he did was the kind of action that melts away that hardening of the heart. He demonstrated that humanity’s innate tendency is to be kind, something I love about my fellow humans.