Feeling So Sick I Couldn’t Walk Until a Fellow Passenger Virtually Carried Me to the Toilets.
During my my late teens, my morning travel involved an packed public transport. It was perpetually jammed and would always be completely full by the time I stepped aboard.
One particular morning, I began feeling incredibly sick while the vehicle rocked around each corner. I continuously reassured myself to persevere just a little longer so the bus could reached my destination, and then I could sprint quickly toward the most convenient public toilet to be sick.
As we neared the avenue close to the destination as it dawned on me I would not be to last. In an instant, it was like a veil came over me. Everything just went white and really quiet; similar to when one cut the sound. I thought, “I’m going to faint”.
Thankfully, I was positioned toward the front on the bus, allowing me to take a few steps forward and requested that the driver to open the doors, informing him I needed to get ill. The driver opened the doors and I hurriedly stepped on to the pavement.
My intention was not to vomit before multiple lanes of cars, so I picked myself up and began attempting to walk across to the park on the other side, thinking I could it would allow me to discreetly hide among some shrubs to throw up. But then I likely fainted. I could feel my limbs, but I was unable to walk and my vision was blurry, so I began inching my way to the grassy area.
“Are you okay, dear?”
At that moment, I was lifted up. There was an arm around my waist and a man’s voice asked, “Everything alright, love?” I told this unknown man that I needed to get to a bathroom. Therefore, he almost helped me walk over to a nearby building and guided me inside the women’s restroom. He wanted to know whether I required him to remain with me but I said no.
Not long after, I felt better enough to sit down when from beyond the stall I heard him inquire, “Do you need anything, love? Is there anything you require?” I wasn’t able to get up at that moment but I was able to thank him and after a few more minutes was able to move my limbs. I made my way home and spent the next few days getting over which was a nasty tummy bug.
I never saw his features – merely his legs and the big container for tools he had with him – but he helped me, at a moment I was at my most vulnerable.
Often this world tends to make people self-protective, pushy, and rivalrous. His was the sort of gesture that melts away that emotional callousness. He served as evidence that humanity’s innate tendency is towards kindness, a quality I adore about my fellow humans.
