Feeling So Sick I Was Unable to Walk Until a Fellow Passenger Essentially Lifted Me to a Restroom.

Back when I was 19 years old, my regular journey to work involved an express bus. It was perpetually jammed and invariably became completely full once I stepped aboard.

During a certain commute, I was feeling terribly ill as the bus swayed around each corner. I repeatedly told myself to hold on just a little longer until the bus got to my stop, so I could then rush hurriedly toward the most convenient public restroom to vomit.

As we neared the avenue close to the destination as it dawned on me I was unable to last. In an instant, it felt as if a fog descended upon me. My vision turned blank and silent; as if someone turned off the audio. I thought, “I will lose consciousness”.

Fortunately, I stood near the front inside the vehicle, allowing me to take a couple of steps forward and asked the driver to pull over, explaining to him I was going to vomit. He opened the entrance and I stumbled out onto the sidewalk.

I was resolved to avoid being sick before six lanes of traffic, so I forced myself up and started trying to walk toward the green space across the road, where I believed it would allow me to find some privacy behind a bush to vomit. However I must have blacked out. I was aware of my body but walking was impossible or see properly, so I began crawling towards the park.

“Are you okay, dear?”

Right then, someone picked me up. I felt an arm around my waist and heard a man say, “Everything alright, love?” I told this mysterious stranger that I needed to be sick. Thus, he practically carried me into a nearby building and placed me inside the women’s restroom. He inquired if I wanted him to stay with me but I said no.

A few minutes later, I had recovered sufficiently to sit on the toilet and from outside the stall I heard him inquire, “Are you feeling better, dear? Is there anything you require?” I could not to rise at that moment but I was able to thank him and shortly thereafter was able to move my legs. I returned home passing the next few days getting over which was a horrible case of gastroenteritis.

I never saw the stranger’s face – merely his legs and a large container for tools he was carrying – but he saved me, during a time when I was completely helpless.

Many times, life has a way of making you defensive, aggressive and competitive. His act was the type of kindness that melts away that hardening of the heart. He demonstrated that people’s natural inclination is towards kindness, a trait I cherish in other people.