I Was So Ill I Was Unable to Walk As a Stranger Practically Supported Me to the Toilets.
At the age of 19 years old, my morning travel was on an packed public transport. It was perpetually crowded and would always be without any seats when I boarded.
On one specific day, I was feeling quite nauseous as the bus rocked around the bends. I continuously reassured myself to persevere another few kilometres until the bus reached my destination, so I could then rush hurriedly for the nearest public restroom to vomit.
The bus was approaching the road leading to the destination as it dawned on me I wasn’t going to make it. All of a sudden, it was like a fog descended upon me. My vision turned blank and silent; similar to when one cut the sound. I said to myself, “I will lose consciousness”.
Fortunately, I stood near the front of the bus, allowing me to take a few steps to ask the driver and told the operator to stop, explaining to him that I was about to vomit. The driver opened the doors and I hurriedly stepped out onto the street.
I was determined not to vomit in view of six lanes of traffic, so I gathered myself and endeavored to stumble to the park across the road, where I believed I’d at least be able to find some privacy behind a bush to be sick. But then I must have blacked out. I was aware of my physical self, yet walking was impossible or see properly, so I began inching my way to the park.
“You right, love?”
At that moment, someone picked me up. I felt a strong arm supporting me and a stranger inquired, “You right, love?” I managed to tell the unknown man that I needed to get to a bathroom. Thus, he practically helped me walk down into a close-by structure and put me inside the women’s restroom. He asked me if I wanted him to wait for me but I declined.
After a short while, I had recovered sufficiently to sit on the restroom floor when from beyond the door I heard him ask, “Are you OK, love? Can I get you something?” I could not to stand up right away but did manage to express my gratitude and shortly thereafter regained the function of my feet. I made my way home and spent several days healing from which was a severe stomach virus.
I did not see that man’s face – merely his legs along with a sizable container for tools he was carrying – but he helped me, during a time when I was in my weakest state.
Frequently, society tends to make people self-protective, pushy, and rivalrous. His act was the type of kindness that undoes that hardening of the heart. He demonstrated that humanity’s innate tendency is to be kind, a quality I adore about humanity.
