I Was So Ill I Couldn’t Walk As a Stranger Practically Supported Me to a Restroom.
During my 19 years old, my regular journey to work involved an packed public transport. The vehicle was always jammed and was consistently standing room only when I stepped aboard.
During a certain commute, I was feeling quite nauseous as the bus swayed around the bends. I kept telling myself to endure just a little longer until the bus got to my stop, at which point I could rush hurriedly for the nearest washroom to be sick.
As we neared the road leading to my stop and I understood I would not be to make it. All of a sudden, it was like a veil came over me. My vision turned blank and silent; as if someone muted everything. I said to myself, “I’m going to faint”.
Fortunately, I stood near the front of the bus, so I took a couple of steps toward the driver and requested that the driver to stop, informing him that I was about to vomit. He promptly opened the entrance and I weakly exited out onto the street.
I was determined to not get sick in view of multiple lanes of cars, so I forced myself up and started trying to make my way across to the park on the other side, thinking I could I’d at least be able to find some privacy behind a bush to vomit. However I likely fainted. I could feel my body but I couldn’t walk or see clearly, leading me to start crawling towards the grassy area.
“You right, love?”
At that moment, someone picked me up. I sensed a strong arm supporting me and heard a man say, “Are you okay, dear?” I told this unknown man that I had to to get to a bathroom. Thus, he practically supported my weight down into a nearby building and put me in the ladies’ toilets. He inquired if I wanted him to stay with me but I said no.
Not long after, I felt better sufficiently to sit on the toilet when from beyond the stall I heard him inquire, “Are you OK, love? Do you need anything?” I could not to stand up at that moment but I did succeed to say thank you and shortly thereafter recovered the use of my feet. I got myself home passing the next few days getting over which was a severe stomach virus.
I never saw the stranger’s face – merely his legs and a large steelwork tools container he was carrying – but he helped me, during a time when I was in my weakest state.
Often this world can make you defensive, aggressive and competitive. What he did was the kind of action that undoes that hardening of the heart. He was proof that people’s natural inclination is to be kind, a trait I cherish about my fellow humans.
