I Was So Ill Walking Was Impossible As a Stranger Practically Supported Me to a Bathroom.

During my my late teens, my regular journey to work meant taking an packed public transport. The vehicle was always crowded and was consistently without any seats by the time I got on.

During a certain commute, I was feeling incredibly sick while the vehicle swayed around each corner. I repeatedly told myself to endure another few kilometres before the bus got to my destination, and then I could sprint quickly toward the most convenient public toilet to vomit.

As we neared the road leading to my stop and it dawned on me I wasn’t going to hold on. All of a sudden, it felt as if a curtain fell over me. The world became blank and silent; as if someone muted everything. My mind raced, “I’m going to faint”.

Luckily I was close to the driver of the bus, so I took a few steps forward and asked the driver to stop, explaining to him I was going to vomit. He opened the bus doors and I weakly exited out onto the street.

My intention was not to vomit in view of multiple lanes of cars, so I forced myself up and started trying to make my way to the park on the other side, where I thought it would allow me to secretly conceal myself behind a bush to be sick. Yet I must have blacked out. I sensed my body but I was unable to walk or see properly, leading me to start inching my way to my intended destination.

“You right, love?”

At that moment, I got scooped up. I felt someone holding me and a stranger inquired, “Are you okay, dear?” I managed to tell the kind passerby that I required to be sick. Thus, he practically helped me walk over to a nearby building and placed me inside the women’s restroom. He inquired if I needed him to wait for me but I refused.

A few minutes later, I felt better to the point of sitting on the restroom floor when from beyond the door I heard his voice asking, “Do you need anything, love? Is there anything you require?” I was incapable to rise just then but did manage to thank him and following a brief period regained the function of my legs. I returned home passing several days recovering from which was a nasty tummy bug.

I did not see his features – merely his legs and the big container for tools he held – but he helped me, at a moment I was completely helpless.

Frequently, society tends to make people defensive, aggressive and competitive. His was the sort of gesture that reverses that emotional callousness. He was proof that people’s natural inclination is towards kindness, a trait I cherish about my fellow humans.