🔗 Share this article Feeling So Sick I Couldn’t Walk When a Man Practically Supported Me to a Bathroom. At the age of nineteenth year, my daily commute meant taking an packed public transport. The vehicle was always full and was consistently completely full once I boarded. One particular morning, I was feeling incredibly sick while the vehicle lurched around every turn. I continuously reassured myself to persevere just a little longer before the bus reached my destination, at which point I could rush hurriedly toward the most convenient public restroom to vomit. The bus was approaching the avenue close to my stop and it dawned on me I was unable to last. Suddenly, it seemed a curtain fell over me. Everything just went hazy and muffled; like someone had cut the sound. My mind raced, “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 asked the driver to open the doors, informing him I needed to be sick. He opened the bus doors and I weakly exited on to the pavement. My intention was not to vomit in view of multiple lanes of cars, so I gathered myself and endeavored to make my way across to the park on the other side, where I believed I’d at least be able to secretly conceal myself behind a bush to vomit. However I apparently fainted. I was aware of my limbs, but walking was impossible and my vision was blurry, so I started inching my way to the grassy area. “Everything alright, love?” Right then, I was lifted up. I felt an arm around my waist and a man’s voice asked, “Everything alright, love?” I explained to this mysterious stranger that I had to to get to a bathroom. So he virtually helped me walk over to a nearby building and placed me into the female bathroom. He wanted to know if I needed him to wait for me but I said no. Not long after, I regained my composure sufficiently to sit down and from outside the door I heard him inquire, “Are you OK, love? Is there anything you require?” I could not to rise just then but I was able to say thank you and after a few more minutes recovered the use of my limbs. I got myself home passing the next few days healing from what was later diagnosed as a severe stomach virus. I did not see that man’s face – just his lower half and a large steelwork tools container he held – yet he rescued me, at a moment I was completely helpless. Many times, life tends to make people guarded, hostile, and combative. What he did was the kind of action that reverses that emotional callousness. He demonstrated that people’s natural inclination is towards kindness, a trait I cherish in other people.
At the age of nineteenth year, my daily commute meant taking an packed public transport. The vehicle was always full and was consistently completely full once I boarded. One particular morning, I was feeling incredibly sick while the vehicle lurched around every turn. I continuously reassured myself to persevere just a little longer before the bus reached my destination, at which point I could rush hurriedly toward the most convenient public restroom to vomit. The bus was approaching the avenue close to my stop and it dawned on me I was unable to last. Suddenly, it seemed a curtain fell over me. Everything just went hazy and muffled; like someone had cut the sound. My mind raced, “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 asked the driver to open the doors, informing him I needed to be sick. He opened the bus doors and I weakly exited on to the pavement. My intention was not to vomit in view of multiple lanes of cars, so I gathered myself and endeavored to make my way across to the park on the other side, where I believed I’d at least be able to secretly conceal myself behind a bush to vomit. However I apparently fainted. I was aware of my limbs, but walking was impossible and my vision was blurry, so I started inching my way to the grassy area. “Everything alright, love?” Right then, I was lifted up. I felt an arm around my waist and a man’s voice asked, “Everything alright, love?” I explained to this mysterious stranger that I had to to get to a bathroom. So he virtually helped me walk over to a nearby building and placed me into the female bathroom. He wanted to know if I needed him to wait for me but I said no. Not long after, I regained my composure sufficiently to sit down and from outside the door I heard him inquire, “Are you OK, love? Is there anything you require?” I could not to rise just then but I was able to say thank you and after a few more minutes recovered the use of my limbs. I got myself home passing the next few days healing from what was later diagnosed as a severe stomach virus. I did not see that man’s face – just his lower half and a large steelwork tools container he held – yet he rescued me, at a moment I was completely helpless. Many times, life tends to make people guarded, hostile, and combative. What he did was the kind of action that reverses that emotional callousness. He demonstrated that people’s natural inclination is towards kindness, a trait I cherish in other people.