Feeling So Sick I Was Unable to Walk When a Man Essentially Lifted Me to a Bathroom.

Back when I was my late teens, my regular journey to work meant taking an crowded coach. The vehicle was always full and invariably became without any seats when I stepped aboard.

During a certain commute, I was feeling quite nauseous while the vehicle rocked around the bends. I repeatedly told myself to hold on for a few more stops before the bus reached where I needed to get off, at which point I could sprint quickly for the nearest public restroom to throw up.

We were coming down the road leading to my stop and it dawned on me I wasn’t going to make it. All of a sudden, it seemed a curtain fell over me. Everything just went blank and silent; like someone had turned off the audio. My mind raced, “I am about to pass out”.

Thankfully, I was positioned close to the driver inside the vehicle, so I took several steps to ask the driver and requested that the driver to stop, informing him I was going to get ill. The driver opened the entrance and I hurriedly stepped onto the sidewalk.

My intention was to avoid being sick in view of six lanes of traffic, so I picked myself up and endeavored to walk toward the green space opposite the street, where I thought it would allow me to secretly conceal myself among some shrubs to be sick. However I likely lost consciousness. I was aware of my limbs, but I couldn’t walk or see clearly, so I began inching my way to my intended destination.

“Are you okay, dear?”

In that instant, someone picked me up. I sensed someone holding me and a stranger inquired, “You right, love?” I managed to tell the mysterious stranger that I had to to get to a bathroom. Therefore, he almost carried me into a nearby building and put me inside the women’s restroom. He asked me if I wanted him to wait for me but I said no.

After a short while, I regained my composure sufficiently to sit on the toilet and from outside the door I heard him ask, “Do you need anything, love? Can I get you something?” I could not to get up right away but did manage to thank him and after a few more minutes was able to move my limbs. I made my way home passing several days healing from what turned out to be a severe stomach virus.

I never saw the stranger’s face – merely his legs and the big container for tools he had with him – but he helped me, when I was completely helpless.

Often this world can make you guarded, hostile, and combative. His was the sort of gesture that reverses that hardening of the heart. He demonstrated that people’s natural inclination is towards kindness, something I love about humanity.