RIP Donna Gliniecki
Posted: Sun Sep 04, 2022 10:19 pm
From Facebook:
Some posts are easier to write than others. This one is, without question, the hardest one I have ever done.
Best to start by cutting straight to the chase: My wife Donna passed away last night at the all-too-young age of 63.
It started about a week ago with a couple of symptoms the sort of which usually seem like a minor annoyance. (Yes, a week, I remind myself; it seems far longer at the moment.) Over the next day or two, a couple more symptoms were making their presence felt. By Monday evening, I was asking her whether she might want to get this all checked out; she did not think it necessary. Wednesday morning as I was leaving for work, she told me she would not be going in that day. Are you okay, I asked, and she indicated that she was. Later that morning, though, I got a call from my son Dan, who told me that she had called him for a ride to the ER. They looked her over and checked her into the hospital. I left work as soon as I could, although not in a panic, and headed straight to the hospital. By about 6:30 that evening, she was saying that she was getting tired; as she had not had all that much sleep, I felt it best to head out and let her try to get some rest. I assured her that I would be back tomorrow after work.
The next morning, I called to check on her condition; everything was pretty much the same as it was when I left. I asked if I could talk to her for a bit; unfortunately, between the BPAP mask she was wearing and the fluid buildup in my ear (courtesy of a seasonal allergy) I was not able to understand much of what she said. And then, maybe a couple of hours later, I got a call from one of her doctors. I could not tell you now the medical terminology that the doctor used, mostly because of what came next:
“She and I agree that she should go on life support.”
I made a few quick-but-necessary phone calls, closed up the shop, and headed straight up to the hospital. From that point, things are a blur right now; perhaps later, I will be able to offer more insight. For now, though…today has been mostly a day of rest and recharging for my family. There are no arrangements in place at this point; we will keep all of you posted, of course. And to those of you who might have normally received a more personal message before now, or who might have sent me a message with no reply yet, my heartfelt apologies; the past few days, as you might imagine, have been something of an overload. But I did want you to know that my family and I are all alright…I know that you are likely all concerned about this, but yeah, we are hanging in there. More down the line when I am more up to it. For now, though, thanks and love to all.
Some posts are easier to write than others. This one is, without question, the hardest one I have ever done.
Best to start by cutting straight to the chase: My wife Donna passed away last night at the all-too-young age of 63.
It started about a week ago with a couple of symptoms the sort of which usually seem like a minor annoyance. (Yes, a week, I remind myself; it seems far longer at the moment.) Over the next day or two, a couple more symptoms were making their presence felt. By Monday evening, I was asking her whether she might want to get this all checked out; she did not think it necessary. Wednesday morning as I was leaving for work, she told me she would not be going in that day. Are you okay, I asked, and she indicated that she was. Later that morning, though, I got a call from my son Dan, who told me that she had called him for a ride to the ER. They looked her over and checked her into the hospital. I left work as soon as I could, although not in a panic, and headed straight to the hospital. By about 6:30 that evening, she was saying that she was getting tired; as she had not had all that much sleep, I felt it best to head out and let her try to get some rest. I assured her that I would be back tomorrow after work.
The next morning, I called to check on her condition; everything was pretty much the same as it was when I left. I asked if I could talk to her for a bit; unfortunately, between the BPAP mask she was wearing and the fluid buildup in my ear (courtesy of a seasonal allergy) I was not able to understand much of what she said. And then, maybe a couple of hours later, I got a call from one of her doctors. I could not tell you now the medical terminology that the doctor used, mostly because of what came next:
“She and I agree that she should go on life support.”
I made a few quick-but-necessary phone calls, closed up the shop, and headed straight up to the hospital. From that point, things are a blur right now; perhaps later, I will be able to offer more insight. For now, though…today has been mostly a day of rest and recharging for my family. There are no arrangements in place at this point; we will keep all of you posted, of course. And to those of you who might have normally received a more personal message before now, or who might have sent me a message with no reply yet, my heartfelt apologies; the past few days, as you might imagine, have been something of an overload. But I did want you to know that my family and I are all alright…I know that you are likely all concerned about this, but yeah, we are hanging in there. More down the line when I am more up to it. For now, though, thanks and love to all.
