In Such Poor Health I Was Unable to Walk When a Man Virtually Carried Me to a Restroom.
Back when I was 19 years old, my daily commute involved an express bus. The vehicle was always jammed and was consistently completely full by the time I boarded.
One particular morning, I was feeling terribly ill as the bus rocked around each corner. I repeatedly told myself to hold on for a few more stops so the bus could reached my destination, at which point I could rush hurriedly toward the most convenient public toilet to vomit.
We were coming down the avenue close to the destination as I realised I wasn’t going to last. All of a sudden, it was like a fog descended upon me. Everything just went white and really quiet; similar to when one turned off the audio. I said to myself, “I am about to pass out”.
Thankfully, I was positioned close to the driver on the bus, so I took several steps to ask the driver and requested that the driver to stop, explaining to him I was going to be sick. He opened the entrance and I weakly exited onto the sidewalk.
I was determined not to vomit before multiple lanes of cars, so I gathered myself and endeavored to walk toward the green space on the other side, where I believed I’d at least be able to discreetly hide behind a bush to vomit. However I apparently fainted. I was aware of my physical self, yet I couldn’t walk and my vision was blurry, so I began dragging myself toward the park.
“Everything alright, love?”
At that moment, I was lifted up. There was an arm around my waist and heard a man say, “Everything alright, love?” I managed to tell the unknown man that I had to to be sick. Therefore, he almost carried me into a close-by structure and placed me in the ladies’ toilets. He inquired whether I required him to remain with me but I said no.
Not long after, I felt better enough to sit on the toilet when from beyond the stall I heard him ask, “Are you OK, love? Do you need anything?” I wasn’t able to stand 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 and then spent the next few days healing from which was a nasty tummy bug.
I never saw that man’s face – only his legs and the big steelwork tools container he had with him – but he saved me, at a moment I was completely helpless.
Frequently, society can make you guarded, hostile, and combative. His act was the type of kindness that reverses that emotional callousness. He demonstrated that humanity’s innate tendency is to be kind, a trait I cherish about humanity.
