... went reasonably well.
My mum was in such a state beforehand, so fearful that he would be distraught at being left there, but he was quite accepting, ate the food, let the carers there dress him after his midday nap...
so far, so good, I just hope that for the first time in months my mum can get a full night's sleep.
Dd2 was today because she kept saying "but when he gets better he can come home again". I gave up trying to explain to her that he won't get better.