Feeling So Sick Walking Was Impossible As a Stranger Virtually Carried Me to the Toilets.

At the age of 19 years old, my regular journey to work meant taking an crowded coach. It remained full and was consistently standing room only once I got on.

During a certain commute, I began feeling quite nauseous as the bus swayed around each corner. I kept telling myself to endure for a few more stops until the bus got to my stop, at which point I could sprint quickly for the nearest public restroom to throw up.

We were coming down the avenue close to my stop and I understood I was unable to hold on. Suddenly, it seemed a curtain fell over me. Everything just went white and really quiet; similar to when one muted everything. I said to myself, “I will lose consciousness”.

Luckily I was near the front inside the vehicle, allowing me to take a couple of steps toward the driver and requested that the driver to stop, informing him I needed to get ill. He promptly opened the doors and I hurriedly stepped out onto the street.

I was resolved to not get sick in view of a busy multi-lane road, so I picked myself up and endeavored to walk to the park on the other side, where I believed I could at least find some privacy behind a bush to vomit. But then I likely blacked out. I sensed my body but walking was impossible and my vision was blurry, so I began inching my way to my intended destination.

“Everything alright, love?”

Right then, someone picked me up. I felt someone holding me and a man’s voice asked, “Everything alright, love?” I told this mysterious stranger that I needed to be sick. Therefore, he almost carried me over to a nearby building and guided me inside the women’s restroom. He asked me if I needed him to stay with me but I declined.

A few minutes later, I had recovered sufficiently to sit down and from the other side of the door came him inquire, “Are you OK, love? Is there anything you require?” I could not to stand up just then but I did succeed to say thank you and shortly thereafter regained the function of my limbs. I returned home and spent the following days healing from what was later diagnosed as a severe stomach virus.

I never saw his features – merely his legs and a large container for tools he was carrying – but he saved me, at a moment I was completely helpless.

Frequently, society tends to make people self-protective, pushy, and rivalrous. His act was the type of kindness that undoes that protective shell. He was proof that humanity’s innate tendency leans toward compassion, something I love about humanity.