Feeling So Sick I Couldn’t Walk As a Stranger Essentially Lifted Me to a Restroom.

Back when I was 19 years old, my regular journey to work involved an packed public transport. The vehicle was always jammed and would always be without any seats once I got on.

One particular morning, I started experiencing terribly ill when the coach lurched around every turn. I kept telling myself to endure for a few more stops before the bus reached where I needed to get off, at which point I could make a mad dash toward the most convenient public restroom to be sick.

The bus was approaching the avenue close to my stop and it dawned on me I would not be to last. Suddenly, it seemed a veil came over me. The world became hazy and muffled; like someone had turned off the audio. My mind raced, “I am about to pass out”.

Fortunately, I stood near the front on the bus, so I managed several steps forward and told the operator to stop, telling him that I was about to get ill. He opened the doors and I hurriedly stepped on to the pavement.

I was resolved not to vomit in front of a busy multi-lane road, so I gathered myself and started trying to walk to the park across the road, where I thought I could at least find some privacy behind a bush to vomit. But then I apparently blacked out. I could feel my physical self, yet walking was impossible and my vision was blurry, so I began crawling towards the park.

“Everything alright, love?”

At that moment, I was lifted up. I sensed someone holding me and a stranger inquired, “You right, love?” I explained to this mysterious stranger that I required to get to a bathroom. So he virtually carried me down into a close-by structure and placed me into the female bathroom. He asked me if I wanted him to stay with me but I said no.

Not long after, I regained my composure sufficiently to sit on the toilet and from outside the door came his voice asking, “Are you OK, love? Can I get you something?” I was incapable to get up right away but I was able to express my gratitude and shortly thereafter regained the function of my limbs. I got myself home and then spent several days healing from what turned out to be a severe stomach virus.

I never saw his features – just his lower half along with a sizable metal toolbox he was carrying – but he saved me, at a moment I was at my most vulnerable.

Frequently, society tends to make people self-protective, pushy, and rivalrous. His act was the type of kindness that melts away that protective shell. He served as evidence that people’s natural inclination is towards kindness, a quality I adore about my fellow humans.