I Was So Ill I Was Unable to Walk When a Man Virtually Carried Me to the Toilets.
At the age of 19 years old, my daily commute was on an crowded coach. The vehicle was always full and invariably became standing room only by the time I stepped aboard.
During a certain commute, I began feeling incredibly sick while the vehicle swayed around the bends. I continuously reassured myself to endure just a little longer so the bus could got to my stop, so I could then rush hurriedly toward the most convenient washroom to throw up.
As we neared the road leading to the destination as I understood I would not be to last. In an instant, it was like a veil came over me. Everything just went hazy and muffled; like someone had turned off the audio. I thought, “I am about to pass out”.
Luckily I was near the front inside the vehicle, so I managed a couple of steps forward and requested that the driver to stop, informing him that I was about to get ill. The driver opened the doors and I weakly exited onto the sidewalk.
I was resolved to avoid being sick before a busy multi-lane road, so I forced myself up and started trying to make my way to the park on the other side, where I believed I’d at least be able to find some privacy behind a bush to be sick. However I apparently blacked out. I was aware of my body but walking was impossible or see properly, so I started dragging myself toward my intended destination.
“You right, love?”
At that moment, I was lifted up. I felt an arm around my waist and a stranger inquired, “Everything alright, love?” I explained to this unknown man that I required to get to a bathroom. Therefore, he almost helped me walk down into a nearby building and placed me into the female bathroom. He inquired whether I required him to stay with me but I refused.
Not long after, I regained my composure sufficiently to sit on the toilet and from outside the door I heard him inquire, “Do you need anything, love? Do you need anything?” I could not to stand up right away but did manage to say thank you and following a brief period was able to move my limbs. I got myself home passing several days recovering from what turned out to be a nasty tummy bug.
I never saw that man’s face – just his lower half and a large metal toolbox he had with him – but he saved me, when I was in my weakest state.
Frequently, society has a way of making you defensive, aggressive and competitive. What he did was the kind of action that melts away that protective shell. He demonstrated that humanity’s innate tendency is towards kindness, something I love about humanity.
