This pregnancy story, which is me, happened when I was 27 weeks pregnant and was on a bus to the hospital. Suddenly I felt pain from the contractions that started.
I barely reached the door as we drove up to the next stop, the driver ordered me:
— Get in your seat now!
Then he told everyone:
Passengers, I will ask everyone who needs to get out in the next 4 stops — get out! I’m going around.
I realized the man (well done!) had decided to deviate from the route and get me to the hospital quickly.
That’s what happened. Upon arrival at the hospital, he even escorted me to the registrar.
The next morning I decided to call the firm where my savior worked. When they picked up the phone, I said,
— Good afternoon! Yesterday I was on the bus No. I started contracting, and the driver of your company had to change the route to help me, pregnant. I wonder if he was punished for such an act. He saved me and my son, who was not born yet.
The dispatcher replied:
— Don’t worry! Only one passenger complained about the incident. Our employee (the driver of this bus) immediately reported the incident to the office. For these actions, the authorities thanked him. Good thing you called. Take care of yourself!
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