Feeling So Sick I Was Unable to Walk Until a Fellow Passenger Virtually Carried Me to a Bathroom.

Back when I was 19 years old, my daily commute involved an express bus. The vehicle was always full and was consistently standing room only once I got on.

During a certain commute, I started experiencing terribly ill as the bus lurched around the bends. I repeatedly told myself to endure for a few more stops so the bus could got to where I needed to get off, at which point I could make a mad dash for the nearest public restroom to vomit.

We were coming down the road leading to my stop and I realised I wasn’t going to hold on. In an instant, it was like a veil came over me. The world became white and really quiet; similar to when one muted everything. I thought, “I will lose consciousness”.

Luckily I was toward the front on the bus, allowing me to take several steps to ask the driver and told the operator to stop, telling him that I was about to vomit. He opened the entrance and I stumbled out on to the pavement.

My intention was not to vomit before a busy multi-lane road, so I forced myself up and started trying to walk to the park across the road, where I thought it would allow me to discreetly hide behind a bush to vomit. But then I likely blacked out. I could feel my physical self, yet I was unable to walk and my vision was blurry, leading me to start dragging myself toward the grassy area.

“Everything alright, love?”

At that moment, I was lifted up. I sensed someone holding me and a stranger inquired, “Are you okay, dear?” I managed to tell the unknown man that I had to to vomit. So he virtually supported my weight into a close-by structure and placed me in the ladies’ toilets. He inquired if I needed him to stay with me but I declined.

After a short while, I had recovered enough to sit down when from beyond the door I heard him ask, “Do you need anything, love? Can I get you something?” I was incapable to stand up right away but I did succeed to express my gratitude and after a few more minutes regained the function of my limbs. I made my way home and spent several days healing from which was a horrible case of gastroenteritis.

I did not see the stranger’s face – just his lower half along with a sizable steelwork tools container he had with him – but he helped me, at a moment I was at my most vulnerable.

Many times, life can make you defensive, aggressive and competitive. His act was the type of kindness that undoes that hardening of the heart. He demonstrated that humanity’s innate tendency is towards kindness, a quality I adore about my fellow humans.