Feeling So Sick I Was Unable to Walk Until a Fellow Passenger Practically Supported Me to a Bathroom.

At the age of 19 years old, my daily commute involved an crowded coach. It remained jammed and was consistently without any seats once I got on.

On one specific day, I was feeling incredibly sick when the coach rocked around each corner. I kept telling myself to hold on just a little longer until the bus reached my stop, so I could then rush hurriedly for the nearest washroom to vomit.

The bus was approaching the street towards my stop and it dawned on me I wasn’t going to last. All of a sudden, it felt as if a curtain fell over me. Everything just went hazy and muffled; similar to when one cut the sound. I thought, “I’m going to faint”.

Luckily I was toward the front on the bus, allowing me to take a few steps toward the driver and asked the driver to pull over, explaining to him I needed to be sick. The driver opened the entrance and I weakly exited on to the pavement.

My intention was not to vomit in view of a busy multi-lane road, so I picked myself up and began attempting to make my way to the park on the other side, where I believed I could at least discreetly hide behind a bush to throw up. However I apparently lost consciousness. I sensed my body but I couldn’t walk and my vision was blurry, so I started crawling towards my intended destination.

“Everything alright, love?”

In that instant, I was lifted up. I sensed someone holding me and a man’s voice asked, “Are you okay, dear?” I told this unknown man that I required to vomit. Therefore, he almost carried me into an adjacent building and guided me into the female bathroom. He asked me whether I required him to wait for me but I refused.

Not long after, I had recovered to the point of sitting on the restroom floor and from the other side of the door came him ask, “Do you need anything, love? Can I get you something?” I could not to rise just then but I was able to thank him and after a few more minutes was able to move my feet. I got myself home and spent several days recovering from which was a nasty tummy bug.

I never saw the stranger’s face – merely his legs along with a sizable container for tools he had with him – but he saved me, at a moment I was at my most vulnerable.

Frequently, society can make you defensive, aggressive and competitive. His act was the type of kindness that reverses that emotional callousness. He served as evidence that humanity’s innate tendency leans toward compassion, a quality I adore about my fellow humans.