I Was So Ill Walking Was Impossible When a Man Virtually Carried Me to a Bathroom.

Back when I was 19 years old, my regular journey to work was on an packed public transport. The vehicle was always full and invariably became completely full once I boarded.

On one specific day, I started experiencing quite nauseous while the vehicle swayed around each corner. I repeatedly told myself to endure another few kilometres before the bus arrived at where I needed to get off, at which point I could make a mad dash toward the most convenient public restroom to throw up.

The bus was approaching the street towards the destination as I understood I would not be to make it. In an instant, it seemed a veil came over me. My vision turned blank and silent; as if someone muted everything. I thought, “I’m going to faint”.

Luckily I was close to the driver of the bus, so I managed several steps toward the driver and told the operator to pull over, telling him I was going to get ill. He opened the entrance and I stumbled out on to the pavement.

I was resolved to not get sick in front of multiple lanes of cars, so I gathered myself and endeavored to make my way across to the park opposite the street, where I thought it would allow me to secretly conceal myself near some foliage to be sick. But then I apparently fainted. I sensed my body but walking was impossible or see clearly, leading me to start crawling towards the grassy area.

“Everything alright, love?”

In that instant, someone picked me up. There was an arm around my waist and a stranger inquired, “Everything alright, love?” I told this unknown man that I had to to be sick. So he virtually carried me into a close-by structure and put me in the ladies’ toilets. He wanted to know if I needed him to stay with me but I declined.

A few minutes later, I regained my composure enough to sit on the restroom floor and from the other side of the stall I heard his voice asking, “Are you feeling better, dear? Is there anything you require?” I wasn’t able to get up at that moment but I was able to thank him and after a few more minutes was able to move my feet. I made my way home and spent several days healing from what was later diagnosed as a nasty tummy bug.

I never glimpsed his features – just his lower half and the big container for tools he held – but he helped me, at a moment I was completely helpless.

Frequently, society can make you guarded, hostile, and combative. What he did was the kind of action that undoes that hardening of the heart. He demonstrated that humanity’s innate tendency is towards kindness, a quality I adore in other people.