During the past two years of her life Mom faded out in a fog of dementia exacerbated by a series of mini-strokes which robbed her of her memory, much of her personality and her ability to live life in any kind of vital way. My mother was the personification of vitality, so to have had that taken away was a cruel punishment.
It can be a few hours to do whatever she wants, relax, go shopping, do nothing, or all these things she usually doesn't have time for. It is not about spending the day away from the family. Rather, it is about being able to indulge for a couple of hours in whatever she wants to indulge in, and then spend the rest of the day with the family.