I Was So Ill I Couldn’t Walk As a Stranger Virtually Carried Me to a Restroom.

At the age of nineteenth year, my daily commute involved an crowded coach. It remained full and would always be standing room only when I stepped aboard.

On one specific day, I began feeling terribly ill as the bus lurched around the bends. I kept telling myself to hold on just a little longer so the bus could arrived at my stop, and then I could rush hurriedly to the closest washroom to throw up.

We were coming down the road leading to my stop and I understood I was unable to last. In an instant, it was like a fog descended upon me. Everything just went hazy and muffled; as if someone turned off the audio. I said to myself, “I am about to pass out”.

Thankfully, I was positioned toward the front inside the vehicle, so I took a few steps forward and told the operator to stop, informing him I was going to be sick. He promptly opened the entrance and I stumbled out on to the pavement.

I was resolved to not get sick in front of a busy multi-lane road, so I picked myself up and started trying to walk across to the park across the road, where I thought I’d at least be able to secretly conceal myself behind a bush to throw up. Yet I apparently blacked out. I was aware of my body but I was unable to walk or see properly, so I began crawling towards my intended destination.

“Everything alright, love?”

At that moment, someone picked me up. I sensed an arm around my waist and heard a man say, “Everything alright, love?” I explained to this kind passerby that I needed to get to a bathroom. Therefore, he almost carried me over to an adjacent building and placed me into the female bathroom. He wanted to know if I needed him to wait for me but I declined.

A few minutes later, I had recovered sufficiently to sit down and from the other side of the stall I heard him inquire, “Do you need anything, love? Can I get you something?” I wasn’t able to get up just then but I was able to express my gratitude and shortly thereafter recovered the use of my feet. I made my way home and spent the next few days healing from which was a severe stomach virus.

I did not see his features – just his lower half and a large container for tools he had with him – yet he rescued me, when I was completely helpless.

Many times, life tends to make people self-protective, pushy, and rivalrous. His act was the type of kindness that melts away that emotional callousness. He served as evidence that humanity’s innate tendency is to be kind, something I love in other people.