About a year before John needed Residential Care, I went on a Care Home Crawl, similar to a Pub Crawl, but without the drinks.
I never went at mealtimes, but always went unannounced, and was able to get a fantastic insight into the different ways these places operated.
I am anally organised, so had a check list, including enquiring about the ratio of carers to residents, meal times, choices, activities, how often were the residents weighed, what was their policy regarding calling the GP etc etc.
When it comes to Day Care however, this is usually an option when your other half is still lucid at times, but can be argumentative, needing constant care and attention, may lose the ability to differentiate between day and night, which means the carer has reached the end of their tether, is totally exhausted and, in my case, wonders what either John, or I, did to deserve this.
Try as I could, I couldn't maintain my patience all day, every day, and these Day Centres provide a break for both of you. Unless you have 1:1 care, there are always going to be things that don't appeal to everyone - but what can you do? Lifelong friends disappear, everyone has their own busy lives, and unless you're blessed with a massive extended family, who will give you a break, Day Centres are the answer.
I paid for carers 3 times a week to bath John, (he kicked me when I tried to bath him) and he liked some, and disliked others, whereas at a Centre, there are a range of staff, and other people to interact with. Everyone looking into either Day Care or Residential Care has my sympathy, as it's something we never thought we'd have to do. But we're all only doing our best to cope with this hateful disease, and its consequences.