I Was So Ill I Was Unable to Walk As a Stranger Virtually Carried Me to a Restroom.

Back when I was 19 years old, my morning travel meant taking an express bus. The vehicle was always full and would always be without any seats by the time I boarded.

One particular morning, I started experiencing incredibly sick while the vehicle swayed around the bends. I repeatedly told myself to persevere just a little longer until the bus arrived at where I needed to get off, at which point I could make a mad dash for the nearest washroom to be sick.

We were coming down the road leading to my stop and I realised I wasn’t going to hold on. In an instant, it was like a curtain fell over me. My vision turned white and really quiet; as if someone cut the sound. I said to myself, “I’m going to faint”.

Fortunately, I stood toward the front inside the vehicle, so I took several steps toward the driver and requested that the driver to pull over, explaining to him that I was about to vomit. The driver opened the entrance and I hurriedly stepped on to the pavement.

I was resolved to not get sick before multiple lanes of cars, so I picked myself up and endeavored to make my way across to the park on the other side, where I thought it would allow me to discreetly hide among some shrubs to be sick. But then I apparently blacked out. I sensed my body but I couldn’t walk or see clearly, so I started dragging myself toward my intended destination.

“Everything alright, love?”

At that moment, I was lifted up. I felt someone holding me and a man’s voice asked, “Everything alright, love?” I explained to this kind passerby that I required to get to a bathroom. Thus, he practically helped me walk down into a close-by structure and guided me into the female bathroom. He inquired if I needed him to remain with me but I said no.

Not long after, I felt better sufficiently to sit on the toilet and from the other side of the door came his voice asking, “Do you need anything, love? Can I get you something?” I was incapable to rise just then but I was able to express my gratitude and following a brief period recovered the use of my feet. I got myself home and spent several days healing from what turned out to be a horrible case of gastroenteritis.

I never glimpsed the stranger’s face – just his lower half along with a sizable container for tools he held – but he saved me, at a moment I was at my most vulnerable.

Frequently, society tends to make people guarded, hostile, and combative. His act was the type of kindness that melts away that protective shell. He demonstrated that people’s natural inclination is to be kind, something I love in other people.