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

At the age of my late teens, my morning travel was on an packed public transport. It was perpetually jammed and was consistently completely full when I got on.

On one specific day, I started experiencing incredibly sick as the bus rocked around every turn. I repeatedly told myself to persevere for a few more stops so the bus could reached my stop, and then I could make a mad dash to the closest public toilet to vomit.

We were coming down the avenue close to the destination as I understood I would not be to last. Suddenly, it was like a veil came over me. My vision turned blank and silent; similar to when one cut the sound. My mind raced, “I’m going to faint”.

Fortunately, I stood near the front inside the vehicle, so I managed a few steps forward and requested that the driver to open the doors, informing him I was going to vomit. He opened the entrance and I stumbled out onto the sidewalk.

My intention was to avoid being sick in front of a busy multi-lane road, so I gathered myself and started trying to stumble across to the park opposite the street, thinking I could I could at least find some privacy behind a bush to vomit. But then I likely blacked out. I sensed my limbs, but I was unable to walk or see properly, so I began inching my way to my intended destination.

“You right, love?”

In that instant, someone picked me up. I felt an arm around my waist and a stranger inquired, “Everything alright, love?” I explained to this kind passerby that I needed to be sick. Therefore, he almost carried me down into a nearby building and guided me into the female bathroom. He wanted to know if I needed him to wait for me but I declined.

After a short while, I had recovered enough to sit on the restroom floor and from outside the door came him inquire, “Are you feeling better, dear? Do you need anything?” I was incapable to rise just then but I did succeed to say thank you and following a brief period recovered the use of my limbs. I returned home and spent several days recovering from what turned out to be a horrible case of gastroenteritis.

I never saw his features – only his legs and a large container for tools he held – but he helped me, when I was completely helpless.

Frequently, society can make you defensive, aggressive and competitive. His act was the type of kindness that undoes that hardening of the heart. He demonstrated that people’s natural inclination is towards kindness, a trait I cherish about my fellow humans.