I Was So Ill Walking Was Impossible Until a Fellow Passenger Essentially Lifted Me to a Restroom.
During my 19 years old, my morning travel involved an packed public transport. It was perpetually full and invariably became without any seats once I stepped aboard.
One particular morning, I started experiencing quite nauseous while the vehicle rocked around every turn. I kept telling myself to endure just a little longer so the bus could reached where I needed to get off, at which point I could rush hurriedly toward the most convenient washroom to be sick.
As we neared the street towards the destination as it dawned on me I would not be to last. In an instant, it felt as if a curtain fell over me. The world became hazy and muffled; similar to when one muted everything. I thought, “I am about to pass out”.
Fortunately, I stood close to the driver inside the vehicle, so I managed a couple of steps to ask the driver and requested that the driver to pull over, explaining to him I was going to get ill. The driver opened the entrance and I weakly exited out onto the street.
I was resolved to not get sick in front of multiple lanes of cars, so I forced myself up and started trying to stumble to the park across the road, where I thought I’d at least be able to secretly conceal myself behind a bush to be sick. Yet I must have lost consciousness. I was aware of my body but I couldn’t walk and my vision was blurry, leading me to start crawling towards the park.
“You right, love?”
In that instant, I was lifted up. There was a strong arm supporting me and heard a man say, “You right, love?” I managed to tell the kind passerby that I required to get to a bathroom. Thus, he practically carried me over to an adjacent building and placed me inside the women’s restroom. He wanted to know if I wanted him to remain with me but I said no.
After a short while, I regained my composure to the point of sitting down and from outside the door came him ask, “Are you feeling better, dear? Can I get you something?” I wasn’t able to stand up right away but I did succeed to say thank you and following a brief period regained the function of my limbs. I made my way home passing the following days recovering from which was a nasty tummy bug.
I never glimpsed the stranger’s face – just his lower half and a large metal toolbox he had with him – but he saved me, during a time when I was in my weakest state.
Frequently, society can make you defensive, aggressive and competitive. What he did was the kind of action that melts away that emotional callousness. He demonstrated that people’s natural inclination is to be kind, something I love about humanity.
