Feeling So Sick Walking Was Impossible When a Man Essentially Lifted Me to a Restroom.

During my nineteenth year, my daily commute meant taking an packed public transport. It was perpetually jammed and would always be completely full once I got on.

One particular morning, I began feeling incredibly sick when the coach swayed around each corner. I continuously reassured myself to endure another few kilometres so the bus could arrived at my destination, so I could then rush hurriedly to the closest washroom to throw up.

As we neared the road leading to the destination as it dawned on me I would not be to hold on. All of a sudden, it felt as if a curtain fell over me. My vision turned white and really quiet; like someone had muted everything. I thought, “I will lose consciousness”.

Fortunately, I stood toward the front inside the vehicle, so I managed several steps to ask the driver and told the operator to stop, telling him I needed to vomit. He promptly opened the entrance and I weakly exited onto the sidewalk.

I was determined to not get sick in front of six lanes of traffic, so I gathered myself and started trying to make my way toward the green space on the other side, where I thought it would allow me to discreetly hide near some foliage to vomit. But then I must have blacked out. I could feel my limbs, but I couldn’t walk or see clearly, leading me to start crawling towards the park.

“You right, love?”

Right then, I was lifted up. I felt someone holding me and heard a man say, “Everything alright, love?” I managed to tell the mysterious stranger that I needed to vomit. Therefore, he almost supported my weight into an adjacent building and placed me in the ladies’ toilets. He inquired whether I required him to stay with me but I declined.

A few minutes later, I felt better enough to sit on the toilet and from outside the door I heard him inquire, “Are you OK, love? Do you need anything?” I was incapable to get up just then but I was able to express my gratitude and following a brief period was able to move my limbs. I made my way home passing several days getting over what was later diagnosed as a horrible case of gastroenteritis.

I did not see his features – just his lower half along with a sizable container for tools he was carrying – yet he rescued me, at a moment I was at my most vulnerable.

Often this world tends to make people self-protective, pushy, and rivalrous. His act was the type of kindness that reverses that hardening of the heart. He demonstrated that people’s natural inclination is towards kindness, a quality I adore in other people.