In Such Poor Health Walking Was Impossible When a Man Virtually Carried Me to a Restroom.

Back when I was my late teens, my daily commute was on an express bus. It was perpetually crowded and would always be standing room only when I stepped aboard.

During a certain commute, I was feeling incredibly sick while the vehicle lurched around every turn. I continuously reassured myself to endure another few kilometres so the bus could arrived at my stop, at which point I could sprint quickly to the closest public toilet to be sick.

We were coming down the street towards the destination as I realised I wasn’t going to make it. All of a sudden, it seemed a curtain fell over me. Everything just went blank and silent; as if someone muted everything. I thought, “I will lose consciousness”.

Luckily I was near the front of the bus, allowing me to take several steps toward the driver and asked the driver to open the doors, telling him I needed to be sick. He opened the doors and I stumbled out out onto the street.

I was determined to avoid being sick before multiple lanes of cars, so I picked myself up and started trying to walk to the park opposite the street, where I believed I’d at least be able to find some privacy among some shrubs to throw up. But then I apparently fainted. I could feel my body but walking was impossible or see properly, so I started crawling towards the park.

“Everything alright, love?”

Right then, I got scooped up. I felt a strong arm supporting me and heard a man say, “Are you okay, dear?” I told this kind passerby that I needed to vomit. Thus, he practically supported my weight over to an adjacent building and guided me in the ladies’ toilets. He inquired if I wanted him to remain with me but I said no.

A few minutes later, I regained my composure sufficiently to sit on the toilet when from beyond the door I heard him ask, “Are you OK, love? Do you need anything?” I could not to rise right away but did manage to thank him and after a few more minutes was able to move my feet. I made my way home and spent the next few days getting over which was a severe stomach virus.

I never glimpsed that man’s face – merely his legs and a large steelwork tools container he held – but he helped me, at a moment I was completely helpless.

Many times, life can make you defensive, aggressive and competitive. What he did was the kind of action that undoes that protective shell. He demonstrated that people’s natural inclination is towards kindness, something I love about my fellow humans.