In Such Poor Health I Was Unable to Walk As a Stranger Virtually Carried Me to the Toilets.

Back when I was 19 years old, my daily commute meant taking an crowded coach. It was perpetually jammed and was consistently completely full once I stepped aboard.

During a certain commute, I began feeling incredibly sick as the bus rocked around the bends. I continuously reassured myself to endure for a few more stops before the bus reached where I needed to get off, and then I could sprint quickly toward the most convenient public toilet to be sick.

We were coming down the road leading to the stop when it dawned on me I wasn’t going to hold on. Suddenly, it was like a veil came over me. Everything just went white and really quiet; like someone had turned off the audio. I said to myself, “I will lose consciousness”.

Fortunately, I stood toward the front inside the vehicle, so I managed a few steps forward and requested that the driver to open the doors, informing him I needed to vomit. He promptly opened the bus doors and I hurriedly stepped out onto the street.

I was determined not to vomit in front of multiple lanes of cars, so I forced myself up and started trying to make my way across to the park opposite the street, where I thought it would allow me to secretly conceal myself among some shrubs to vomit. However I likely lost consciousness. I was aware of my limbs, but I couldn’t walk and my vision was blurry, so I started dragging myself toward the grassy area.

“Everything alright, love?”

In that instant, I was lifted up. There was an arm around my waist and a man’s voice asked, “Everything alright, love?” I explained to this kind passerby that I had to to vomit. Thus, he practically carried me over to an adjacent building and guided me in the ladies’ toilets. He asked me if I needed him to remain with me but I refused.

After a short while, I felt better enough to sit down and from outside the stall I heard his voice asking, “Are you feeling better, dear? Can I get you something?” I was incapable to rise at that moment but I did succeed to say thank you and shortly thereafter regained the function of my limbs. I returned home and spent the following days getting over which was a severe stomach virus.

I never saw the stranger’s face – merely his legs and the big steelwork tools container he held – yet he rescued me, at a moment I was completely helpless.

Frequently, society tends to make people self-protective, pushy, and rivalrous. What he did was the kind of action that reverses that protective shell. He demonstrated that humanity’s innate tendency is to be kind, a trait I cherish in other people.