Feeling So Sick Walking Was Impossible Until a Fellow Passenger Essentially Lifted Me to a Bathroom.

Back when I was 19 years old, my morning travel involved an crowded coach. It remained crowded and would always be without any seats once I stepped aboard.

One particular morning, I began feeling terribly ill as the bus lurched around every turn. I repeatedly told myself to endure just a little longer until the bus got to my destination, and then I could make a mad dash for the nearest public toilet to throw up.

We were coming down the street towards my stop and I realised I was unable to last. In an instant, it seemed a veil came over me. The world became blank and silent; as if someone cut the sound. I said to myself, “I’m going to faint”.

Luckily I was close to the driver of the bus, so I took several steps forward and requested that the driver to pull over, explaining to him I was going to vomit. The driver opened the entrance and I hurriedly stepped out onto the street.

My intention was to not get sick in front of a busy multi-lane road, so I forced myself up and started trying to walk to the park across the road, thinking I could I could at least discreetly hide near some foliage to vomit. But then I likely fainted. I sensed my limbs, but I was unable to walk or see properly, leading me to start inching my way to the park.

“Everything alright, love?”

In that instant, I was lifted up. There was someone holding me and heard a man say, “You right, love?” I told this mysterious stranger that I required to get to a bathroom. Thus, he practically helped me walk over to a nearby building and guided me inside the women’s restroom. He wanted to know if I wanted him to stay with me but I refused.

Not long after, I felt better to the point of sitting on the restroom floor when from beyond the stall I heard him inquire, “Do you need anything, love? Is there anything you require?” 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 limbs. I made my way home and then spent the next few days recovering from what turned out to be a nasty tummy bug.

I never saw his features – only his legs along with a sizable steelwork tools container he had with him – 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. What he did was the kind of action that melts away that emotional callousness. He served as evidence that our default setting is towards kindness, a trait I cherish about humanity.