🔗 Share this article Feeling So Sick Walking Was Impossible Until a Fellow Passenger Practically Supported Me to the Toilets. Back when I was 19 years old, my regular journey to work involved an packed public transport. It was perpetually crowded and would always be completely full once I stepped aboard. On one specific day, I started experiencing terribly ill while the vehicle lurched around the bends. I kept telling myself to hold on for a few more stops before the bus reached where I needed to get off, so I could then make a mad dash to the closest public restroom to vomit. As we neared the avenue close to my stop and I understood I was unable to make it. In an instant, it seemed a fog descended upon me. My vision turned hazy and muffled; like someone had muted everything. I said to myself, “I am about to pass out”. Luckily I was near the front on the bus, allowing me to take several steps toward the driver and told the operator to stop, explaining to him I needed to vomit. The driver opened the doors and I stumbled out out onto the street. I was resolved not to vomit in view of six lanes of traffic, so I forced myself up and started trying to make my way toward the green space opposite the street, thinking I could I’d at least be able to discreetly hide near some foliage to be sick. But then I apparently fainted. I could feel my body but walking was impossible or see properly, so I began dragging myself toward the grassy area. “Are you okay, dear?” Right then, I got scooped up. There was a strong arm supporting me and a stranger inquired, “You right, love?” I explained to this unknown man that I needed to get to a bathroom. Thus, he practically helped me walk into a close-by structure and placed me inside the women’s restroom. He inquired whether I required him to remain with me but I said no. Not long after, I felt better sufficiently to sit on the restroom floor and from outside the door I heard his voice asking, “Do you need anything, love? Can I get you something?” I could not to stand up at that moment but I was able to express my gratitude and following a brief period regained the function of my limbs. I got myself home and spent the following days healing from what was later diagnosed as a nasty tummy bug. I did not see his features – just his lower half and the big steelwork tools container he was carrying – yet he rescued me, when I was completely helpless. Often this world tends to make people self-protective, pushy, and rivalrous. His act was the type of kindness that undoes that hardening of the heart. He was proof that humanity’s innate tendency is towards kindness, a trait I cherish in other people.
Back when I was 19 years old, my regular journey to work involved an packed public transport. It was perpetually crowded and would always be completely full once I stepped aboard. On one specific day, I started experiencing terribly ill while the vehicle lurched around the bends. I kept telling myself to hold on for a few more stops before the bus reached where I needed to get off, so I could then make a mad dash to the closest public restroom to vomit. As we neared the avenue close to my stop and I understood I was unable to make it. In an instant, it seemed a fog descended upon me. My vision turned hazy and muffled; like someone had muted everything. I said to myself, “I am about to pass out”. Luckily I was near the front on the bus, allowing me to take several steps toward the driver and told the operator to stop, explaining to him I needed to vomit. The driver opened the doors and I stumbled out out onto the street. I was resolved not to vomit in view of six lanes of traffic, so I forced myself up and started trying to make my way toward the green space opposite the street, thinking I could I’d at least be able to discreetly hide near some foliage to be sick. But then I apparently fainted. I could feel my body but walking was impossible or see properly, so I began dragging myself toward the grassy area. “Are you okay, dear?” Right then, I got scooped up. There was a strong arm supporting me and a stranger inquired, “You right, love?” I explained to this unknown man that I needed to get to a bathroom. Thus, he practically helped me walk into a close-by structure and placed me inside the women’s restroom. He inquired whether I required him to remain with me but I said no. Not long after, I felt better sufficiently to sit on the restroom floor and from outside the door I heard his voice asking, “Do you need anything, love? Can I get you something?” I could not to stand up at that moment but I was able to express my gratitude and following a brief period regained the function of my limbs. I got myself home and spent the following days healing from what was later diagnosed as a nasty tummy bug. I did not see his features – just his lower half and the big steelwork tools container he was carrying – yet he rescued me, when I was completely helpless. Often this world tends to make people self-protective, pushy, and rivalrous. His act was the type of kindness that undoes that hardening of the heart. He was proof that humanity’s innate tendency is towards kindness, a trait I cherish in other people.