Stories of terminal lucidity
As they near death, some dementia patients recover mental faculties assumed to be long lost.
The New York Times Magazine
July 19, 2026

When we have an article about a medical phenomenon, one thing that we can usually count on is an active comments section, full of personal stories and experiences. Billy Brennan’s story on “terminal lucidity” — unexpected moments of clarity and awareness in people with Alzheimer’s or dementia who may be close to death — was no exception.

In today’s newsletter, we wanted to share some of the stories from the comments of Billy’s article, which illustrate several examples of terminal lucidity.

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Why Do Some Dementia Patients ‘Return’ Just Before They Die?

As they near death, some dementia patients recover mental faculties assumed to be long lost. Researchers want to know why.

By Billy Brennan

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Susan

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As a pastor who often is at bedside with actively dying people, I have seen this phenomenon on more than one occasion. Just a few weeks ago, I was with a parishioner who had been nearly comatose for days, who suddenly sat up and said he was hungry and wanted a hot dog, which he gobbled down (and then asked for pizza). He was only lucid for an hour or so, then died the next day. I have found that hospice workers, in particular, are quite familiar with the period of lucidity that often precedes death. Thank you for this article!

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S. Maranto

Baton Rouge, LA

This happened with my mother at least twice. On one occasion, she began a conversation with one of her sitters. The sitter became frightened, ran out of the house, and called my brother to come over to see what was happening. The second time it was with me. We were passing over a lake on the interstate, and a CD was playing Big Band music (her favorite). The day was perfect. All of a sudden, she pointed and turned to me and said, "That's a beautiful cloud." Then went on for 20 minutes describing the scenery and telling me how much she enjoyed our drives. I reported what had happened to her neurologist, who said, "We've had reports of incidents like this, but the problem is we have no clinical data. They're not undergoing a CT scan at the time. He said that he believed that what was going on was something real, but he couldn't say what or how.

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Ashley

NJ

A wonderful article! Not only did I feel my brain working (unlike when I read the top stories), it gave me a sense of connection to others—scientists, caregivers, medical professionals, my own friends and family. It was thought and memory provoking.

While in his final stages of dementia, my great-grandfather, a veterinarian, began moving his hands and fingers back and forth like an imaginary dance. His son and grandson (also DVMs) simultaneously told the rest of us that he was going through the procedure of spaying a cat. They commented that he was actually doing it well.

I was visiting my grandmother in hospice who was immobile but with cancer. She lost most of her faculties at that point for some days and I was saying my goodbyes. All of the sudden, she opened her eyes and looked around. She said, “S—t! Am I still here?!! I thought I was gone by now! I heard trumpets and angels—it was like a big parade! What am I still doing here? I want to go back to my funeral!” She said it with her typical fanfare—there were a few of us who witnessed this including nursing staff. She died w/i 48 hrs of that moment. I’m so grateful that I was with her and that she made me tear up from laughter as she did so often in life.

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NYC

I am a scientist and find beauty and comfort in cold hard facts, not everyone's cup of tea I know. I would have a hard time generally believing in such things as terminal or paradoxical lucidity . That is until I experienced it my self and hear now testimony from the hundreds here. My dad was just shy of 90, living in a nursing home with what I would characterize as extreme forgetfulness. I visited with him one day and he was incredibly lucid, recalling details of family vacations as clear as a bell and holding onto the conversation with the type of clarity he had when he was young. I was particularly proud to be my father's son that day as I saw what was his goodness shining through the fog of his aging years. That night he passed away in his sleep and I felt blessed to have that special moment or two with him. If an explanation arises for these precious moments, I would love to hear it, but in the meantime, this unexplained phenomenon is something I hope others can experience and use to find some comfort. Thanks to Mr. Brennan and the NYT for such great reporting.

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THE INTERVIEW

Mayor Zohran Mamdani of New York City is riding high. In an era when the public is sour on politics, recent polls show him actually becoming more popular among New Yorkers.

As his star rises, Mamdani, a Democratic Socialist, has also been flexing his political power in new ways — his endorsement of three progressive candidates for the House of Representatives gave them the edge against establishment-backed incumbents and contenders and cemented his role as a kingmaker in the Democratic Party.

I sat down with Mamdani to talk about what has turned out to be a fascinating and controversial experiment in what Democratic Socialist governance can do in America’s most important capitalist city.

Read, listen or watch my interview with Mamdani here.

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The Interview

Zohran Mamdani Knows He Has Political Capital. And He Intends to Spend It.

Lulu Garcia-Navarro sits down for an interview with the mayor of New York City.

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To Sketch a Thief,” by Tom Mueller (2006)

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Sapphire Ring — 95% Off,” by John Tierney (1995)

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The Disappearing Duchess,” by Ben Macintyre (1994)

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Around midnight on May 25, 1876, Worth sets out for [William] Agnew’s gallery with his bodyguard and butler, Jack (Junka) Phillips, a huge, vastly stupid English criminal who will serve as a ladder. Climbing on Junka’s shoulders, Worth clambers into the upstairs gallery, carefully cuts the painting from its frame and shins back down the uncomplaining Junka.

Going Undercover for Art’s Sake,” by Roberto Suro (1987)

In the back of the room, a tall, black-haired carabinieri detective pushed the sleeves of his silk sport coat up to his elbows, just enough to be perfectly fashionable. A thin gold bracelet hung loosely around his wrist. He made the stars of “Miami Vice” look like mongrels. When the Mayor of Alanno boasted that his Madonna was probably from the school of Pinturicchio, an early-Renaissance painter, the detective took a long draw on his cigarette and whispered, ‘’Pinturicchio? Let’s not kid ourselves. Look at the background landscape — it’s mediocre stuff.’‘

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Grandma’s Boy

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