Feeling So Sick Walking Was Impossible When a Man Practically Supported Me to the Toilets.

During my 19 years old, my regular journey to work was on an crowded coach. The vehicle was always full and was consistently standing room only by the time I boarded.

One particular morning, I was feeling terribly ill as the bus rocked around each corner. I continuously reassured myself to persevere just a little longer until the bus got to my stop, at which point I could make a mad dash for the nearest public restroom to be sick.

As we neared the avenue close to the destination as it dawned on me I wasn’t going to hold on. All of a sudden, it was like a fog descended upon me. My vision turned white and really quiet; as if someone turned off the audio. I thought, “I am about to pass out”.

Thankfully, I was positioned near the front of the bus, so I took several steps to ask the driver and asked the driver to stop, informing him I needed to be sick. He opened the doors and I stumbled out onto the sidewalk.

My intention was to avoid being sick in front of multiple lanes of cars, so I picked myself up and began attempting to stumble to the park across the road, thinking I could it would allow me to discreetly hide behind a bush to vomit. However I apparently lost consciousness. I sensed my limbs, but walking was impossible or see properly, so I began crawling towards the grassy area.

“Are you okay, dear?”

Right then, someone picked me up. I felt someone holding me and heard a man say, “Everything alright, love?” I told this mysterious stranger that I needed to get to a bathroom. Thus, he practically carried me over to an adjacent building and put me in the ladies’ toilets. He inquired if I wanted him to remain with me but I refused.

A few minutes later, I had recovered sufficiently to sit down when from beyond the stall I heard him ask, “Are you OK, love? Can I get you something?” I was incapable to stand up at that moment but I was able to say thank you and after a few more minutes regained the function of my legs. I returned home and spent several days healing from what turned out to be a nasty tummy bug.

I did not see his features – just his lower half and the big metal toolbox he was carrying – yet he rescued me, at a moment I was in my weakest state.

Frequently, society can make you self-protective, pushy, and rivalrous. His was the sort of gesture that undoes that emotional callousness. He was proof that people’s natural inclination is to be kind, something I love about my fellow humans.