In Such Poor Health I Couldn’t Walk When a Man Virtually Carried Me to a Bathroom.

During my my late teens, my morning travel was on an express bus. It was perpetually crowded and would always be standing room only when I got on.

One particular morning, I was feeling quite nauseous while the vehicle swayed around the bends. I continuously reassured myself to persevere just a little longer until the bus got to where I needed to get off, and then I could make a mad dash toward the most convenient public restroom to throw up.

The bus was approaching the road leading to my stop and it dawned on me I was unable to make it. Suddenly, it seemed a veil came over me. The world became white and really quiet; as if someone turned off the audio. I thought, “I’m going to faint”.

Luckily I was close to the driver on the bus, so I took several steps toward the driver and asked the driver to open the doors, explaining to him I needed to get ill. He opened the bus doors and I stumbled out out onto the street.

My intention was to avoid being sick before a busy multi-lane road, so I picked myself up and started trying to stumble to the park across the road, where I believed I’d at least be able to find some privacy behind a bush to be sick. But then I likely fainted. I was aware of my body but I couldn’t walk or see properly, so I began crawling towards the park.

“Everything alright, love?”

At that moment, someone picked me up. I sensed someone holding me and heard a man say, “Everything alright, love?” I explained to this unknown man that I had to to be sick. Therefore, he almost supported my weight down into a close-by structure and put me inside the women’s restroom. He wanted to know if I needed him to stay with me but I said no.

Not long after, I regained my composure to the point of sitting on the restroom floor and from outside the door I heard his voice asking, “Are you OK, love? Can I get you something?” I could not to get up right away but did manage to say thank you and following a brief period recovered the use of my feet. I returned home and then spent the following days healing from what was later diagnosed as a severe stomach virus.

I did not see his features – merely his legs and the big container for tools he was carrying – but he saved me, during a time when I was completely helpless.

Frequently, society tends to make people defensive, aggressive and competitive. What he did was the kind of action that undoes that protective shell. He demonstrated that people’s natural inclination is towards kindness, a trait I cherish about humanity.