Ellyn Phillips, my mother, is the definition of a healthcare hero.
In 1982, when I was just 16 months old, my father, Alan Phillips, was diagnosed with ALS at the age of 34. My mom spent the next year and a half taking care of him while also raising me. As my dad’s condition worsened, she had to figure out how to feed, and dress, and bathe both her husband and her toddler daughter. As I learned how to walk and talk, he slowly lost the ability to move and speak. My mom had to learn how to push a stroller and a wheelchair simultaneously. Now that I am the mother of a toddler myself, I cannot imagine how difficult that must have been.
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