Phil Robertson, the 78-year-old star of Duck Dynasty and host of the Unashamed podcast, has been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease and an unspecified blood condition, according to his son, Jase Robertson.
Jase shared that his father has been ”really struggling” and expressed hope for a ”supernatural intervention” to help him through this difficult time.
A history of health struggles
We love Duck Dynasty for its laugh-out-loud moments, family values, and the Robertson clan’s relatable, no-nonsense charm. But over the years, the family has faced some tough health challenges. Uncle Si recently had lung surgery and Jase Robertson’s daughter, Mia, has also been incredibly brave, undergoing multiple surgeries for her cleft condition. Through it all, the Robertson family has shown strength and faith, reminding us why we love them so much.
But now, the Robertson family may now be facing their toughest challenge yet.
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