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

During my my late teens, my daily commute meant taking an crowded coach. It remained crowded and would always be completely full when I boarded.

During a certain commute, I began feeling incredibly sick when the coach lurched around every turn. I continuously reassured myself to endure just a little longer until the bus reached where I needed to get off, so I could then make a mad dash for the nearest public toilet to vomit.

The bus was approaching the avenue close to my stop and I realised I was unable to make it. In an instant, it felt as if a curtain fell over me. Everything just went blank and silent; similar to when one turned off the audio. My mind raced, “I will lose consciousness”.

Luckily I was near the front on the bus, so I took a couple of steps toward the driver and told the operator to pull over, telling him that I was about to vomit. He promptly opened the doors and I stumbled out out onto the street.

I was determined not to vomit before multiple lanes of cars, so I gathered myself and began attempting to walk across to the park opposite the street, where I thought I could at least discreetly hide behind a bush to be sick. Yet I apparently blacked out. I could feel my body but I couldn’t walk or see clearly, leading me to start inching my way to my intended destination.

“You right, love?”

In that instant, I got scooped up. I sensed an arm around my waist and heard a man say, “You right, love?” I managed to tell the unknown man that I had to to vomit. Thus, he practically supported my weight into a close-by structure and put me inside the women’s restroom. He wanted to know if I wanted him to remain with me but I declined.

A few minutes later, I felt better to the point of sitting down when from beyond the door I heard his voice asking, “Do you need anything, love? Do you need anything?” I wasn’t able to rise right away but I did succeed to thank him and after a few more minutes recovered the use of my limbs. I returned home and spent the following days getting over what was later diagnosed as a horrible case of gastroenteritis.

I never saw his features – only his legs along with a sizable steelwork tools container he had with him – yet he rescued me, during a time when I was at my most vulnerable.

Frequently, society can make you guarded, hostile, and combative. His act was the type of kindness that reverses that hardening of the heart. He served as evidence that our default setting is to be kind, a quality I adore in other people.