I Was So Ill Walking Was Impossible Until a Fellow Passenger Practically Supported Me to a Bathroom.
At the age of nineteenth year, my daily commute involved an express bus. The vehicle was always crowded and invariably became without any seats once I boarded.
During a certain commute, I began feeling quite nauseous while the vehicle lurched around every turn. I continuously reassured myself to hold on for a few more stops so the bus could arrived at my destination, and then I could rush hurriedly for the nearest washroom to be sick.
We were coming down the avenue close to the destination as I realised I was unable to last. Suddenly, it was like a veil came over me. The world became blank and silent; as if someone cut the sound. I thought, “I’m going to faint”.
Luckily I was near the front inside the vehicle, so I managed a couple of steps to ask the driver and requested that the driver to stop, informing him that I was about to vomit. The driver opened the doors and I weakly exited onto the sidewalk.
I was resolved to not get sick before a busy multi-lane road, so I gathered myself and endeavored to stumble across to the park on the other side, where I thought I could at least secretly conceal myself behind a bush to be sick. However I apparently blacked out. I could feel my body but I couldn’t walk and my vision was blurry, leading me to start dragging myself toward the grassy area.
“Are you okay, dear?”
Right then, someone picked me up. I felt an arm around my waist and heard a man say, “Are you okay, dear?” I explained to this unknown man that I had to to get to a bathroom. Thus, he practically supported my weight into a nearby building and put me inside the women’s restroom. He inquired if I needed him to stay with me but I declined.
A few minutes later, I regained my composure to the point of sitting on the restroom floor and from outside the door I heard his voice asking, “Are you feeling better, dear? Do you need anything?” I could not to stand up at that moment but did manage to express my gratitude and following a brief period was able to move my limbs. I made my way home passing the following days healing from which was a nasty tummy bug.
I did not see his features – just his lower half and a large container for tools he held – yet he rescued me, at a moment I was in my weakest state.
Frequently, society can make you self-protective, pushy, and rivalrous. His act was the type of kindness that reverses that protective shell. He was proof that people’s natural inclination is towards kindness, a quality I adore about humanity.
