I Was So Ill Walking Was Impossible When a Man Virtually Carried Me to the Toilets.

During my nineteenth year, my regular journey to work involved an packed public transport. The vehicle was always crowded and was consistently without any seats by the time I boarded.

One particular morning, I started experiencing quite nauseous while the vehicle lurched around every turn. I continuously reassured myself to hold on just a little longer before the bus got to where I needed to get off, so I could then sprint quickly toward the most convenient public restroom to be sick.

The bus was approaching the street towards my stop and it dawned on me I would not be to hold on. Suddenly, it felt as if a veil came over me. The world became blank and silent; as if someone turned off the audio. My mind raced, “I will lose consciousness”.

Fortunately, I stood close to the driver inside the vehicle, so I took a few steps toward the driver and told the operator to pull over, informing him that I was about to get ill. The driver opened the doors and I hurriedly stepped on to the pavement.

My intention was to avoid being sick before six lanes of traffic, so I picked myself up and started trying to make my way across to the park across the road, where I thought I could at least discreetly hide near some foliage to be sick. However I must have lost consciousness. I was aware of my limbs, but walking was impossible or see properly, so I started inching my way to my intended destination.

“Are you okay, dear?”

In that instant, I was lifted up. I sensed an arm around my waist and a man’s voice asked, “Everything alright, love?” I managed to tell the kind passerby that I required to vomit. Thus, he practically helped me walk over to a nearby building and put me in the ladies’ toilets. He wanted to know if I wanted him to remain with me but I refused.

After a short while, I regained my composure sufficiently to sit on the restroom floor and from outside the door came his voice asking, “Are you feeling better, dear? Do you need anything?” I was incapable to rise at that moment but I did succeed to thank him and after a few more minutes was able to move my feet. I got myself home and spent the following days recovering from which was a severe stomach virus.

I never saw his features – just his lower half and a large container for tools he was carrying – yet he rescued me, at a moment I was completely helpless.

Often this world has a way of making you defensive, aggressive and competitive. His was the sort of gesture that melts away that emotional callousness. He demonstrated that humanity’s innate tendency leans toward compassion, something I love in other people.