I Was So Ill Walking Was Impossible Until a Fellow Passenger Practically Supported Me to a Bathroom.

During my my late teens, my daily commute was on an express bus. It was perpetually jammed and would always be completely full by the time I stepped aboard.

On one specific day, I began feeling quite nauseous as the bus lurched around each corner. I kept telling myself to endure for a few more stops before the bus arrived at my destination, and then I could sprint quickly to the closest public toilet to vomit.

The bus was approaching the road leading to my stop and I understood I would not be to hold on. In an instant, it was like a veil came over me. The world became blank and silent; like someone had muted everything. My mind raced, “I am about to pass out”.

Luckily I was close to the driver inside the vehicle, so I managed a few steps forward and requested that the driver to pull over, explaining to him I was going to vomit. The driver opened the entrance and I stumbled out onto the sidewalk.

I was resolved to not get sick in view of six lanes of traffic, so I forced myself up and endeavored to stumble to the park across the road, where I believed I could at least find some privacy near some foliage to vomit. However I must have fainted. I sensed my physical self, yet walking was impossible or see clearly, so I started dragging myself toward the grassy area.

“You right, love?”

At that moment, someone picked me up. I felt an arm around my waist and a man’s voice asked, “Everything alright, love?” I managed to tell the kind passerby that I required to be sick. Therefore, he almost helped me walk into a close-by structure and guided me into the female bathroom. He wanted to know if I wanted him to wait for me but I declined.

Not long after, I had recovered enough to sit on the toilet when from beyond the door I heard him ask, “Do you need anything, love? Do you need anything?” I wasn’t able to stand up just then but did manage to thank him and shortly thereafter was able to move my feet. I got myself home and spent the next few days recovering from which was a severe stomach virus.

I never saw that man’s face – merely his legs along with a sizable container for tools he had with him – but he helped me, during a time when I was at my most vulnerable.

Many times, life has a way of making you self-protective, pushy, and rivalrous. What he did was the kind of action that melts away that protective shell. He served as evidence that humanity’s innate tendency leans toward compassion, something I love in other people.