I Was So Ill I Couldn’t Walk Until a Fellow Passenger Virtually Carried Me to a Bathroom.

Back when I was my late teens, my regular journey to work was on an express bus. The vehicle was always jammed and would always be without any seats when I got on.

One particular morning, I started experiencing incredibly sick when the coach rocked around each corner. I kept telling myself to endure another few kilometres before the bus got to where I needed to get off, at which point I could make a mad dash for the nearest washroom to throw up.

We were coming down the street towards my stop and it dawned on me I wasn’t going to last. Suddenly, it seemed a veil came over me. The world became white and really quiet; like someone had cut the sound. I thought, “I’m going to faint”.

Thankfully, I was positioned close to the driver of the bus, so I managed several steps forward and asked the driver to pull over, informing him I was going to get ill. He promptly opened the entrance and I hurriedly stepped out onto the street.

My intention was to avoid being sick before six lanes of traffic, so I gathered myself and began attempting to stumble toward the green space on the other side, thinking I could it would allow me to find some privacy near some foliage to be sick. Yet I must have fainted. I sensed my physical self, yet I couldn’t walk or see clearly, leading me to start crawling towards the grassy area.

“Everything alright, love?”

At that moment, I was lifted up. I felt someone holding me and heard a man say, “Are you okay, dear?” I managed to tell the kind passerby that I required to be sick. Thus, he practically carried me over to an adjacent building and placed me in the ladies’ toilets. He wanted to know if I needed him to stay with me but I said no.

After a short while, I regained my composure enough to sit down and from the other side of the door I heard him ask, “Do you need anything, love? Can I get you something?” I wasn’t able to rise at that moment but did manage to say thank you and following a brief period regained the function of my feet. I got myself home and spent several days recovering from which was a nasty tummy bug.

I never saw that man’s face – merely his legs along with a sizable container for tools he was carrying – yet he rescued me, at a moment I was in my weakest state.

Often this world has a way of making you self-protective, pushy, and rivalrous. His act was the type of kindness that reverses that hardening of the heart. He demonstrated that humanity’s innate tendency is towards kindness, something I love about my fellow humans.