DH chose early on to go to the hospice and discussed it with his palliative care team and me. When it came to him going to the hospice, he was confused and had memory loss and was insistent he went home. He was too confused for me to cope so we stuck with what he'd said when he understood.
For us, it was the right choice. He needed so much care in the end that I just wouldn't have been able to look after him, and the children and me no matter what the care package was. And the hospice staff were so lovely with him, they put me and the kids at ease, helped us arrange family nights. I'm actually missing them, it came to feel like a second home. But one where I could just focus on being with him, not caring for him. I often just snoozed on the recliner next to him while he was asleep. At the end, they left us with and didn't come in at all but it was quite a short period.
I think it's a very personal decision. I'm happy to answer any more questions about it if it helps.