In Such Poor Health I Couldn’t Walk When a Man Essentially Lifted Me to a Bathroom.

At the age of nineteenth year, my daily commute involved an crowded coach. It was perpetually full and would always be without any seats when I got on.

On one specific day, I was feeling incredibly sick as the bus swayed around every turn. I kept telling myself to persevere for a few more stops until the bus got to my destination, at which point I could rush hurriedly to the closest washroom to throw up.

The bus was approaching the road leading to the stop when I realised I would not be to make it. In an instant, it was like a curtain fell over me. The world became hazy and muffled; like someone had muted everything. My mind raced, “I am about to pass out”.

Thankfully, I was positioned near the front of the bus, so I managed a couple of steps toward the driver and asked the driver to open the doors, informing him I was going to vomit. He opened the bus doors and I hurriedly stepped out onto the street.

I was resolved not to vomit in front of six lanes of traffic, so I gathered myself and started trying to stumble toward the green space across the road, where I believed I could at least secretly conceal myself among some shrubs to throw up. But then I apparently fainted. I sensed my body but walking was impossible and my vision was blurry, so I started crawling towards my intended destination.

“Everything alright, love?”

At that moment, I got scooped up. There was someone holding me and a man’s voice asked, “Are you okay, dear?” I explained to this unknown man that I had to to vomit. So he virtually carried me over to a nearby building and guided me into the female bathroom. He inquired if I wanted him to stay with me but I said no.

After a short while, I regained my composure to the point of sitting down when from beyond the door came him ask, “Do you need anything, love? Is there anything you require?” I was incapable to rise just then but I did succeed to thank him and shortly thereafter was able to move my legs. I returned home passing several days getting over which was a severe stomach virus.

I did not see his features – just his lower half and the big container for tools he was carrying – but he helped me, at a moment I was completely helpless.

Frequently, society can make you defensive, aggressive and competitive. What he did was the kind of action that reverses that hardening of the heart. He demonstrated that people’s natural inclination leans toward compassion, a trait I cherish in other people.