I Feel Like a Club Bouncer

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You know those security people who guard the nightclubs that are called "bouncers?" I feel like a bouncer. I'm trying to protect my mother-in-law who has Alzheimer's. Two weeks ago one of her friends took her out of the memory care facility for a few hours to visit her home and have lunch. She was ill-equipped to deal with MIL's issues. The Memory Care Facility called me and advised me to not let that person take MIL out in the future so I had to have the awkward conversation with this 81 year old woman about how she can visit MIL but she can't take her out. Yesterday we get a call from MIL that "some woman called me and she's going to take me out Monday but I don't remember who it is." We eventually figured out who called MIL and I immediately worried. G is a 73 year old scatterbrained brassy woman who uses a walker. I'm not putting G down, but she is clearly not able to handle MIL. So I called G and told her I felt she wasn't capable of dealing with MIL and suggested she just visit her instead of taking her out. G was offended, but I held firm because I don't want anything bad to happen to MIL. Eventually G and I reached an agreement that G would take another former co-worker of hers and MIL's with her so two people would be handling MIL and not just G. I know I sound bossy and tough, but I have to do what I have to do to protect MIL who is vulnerable.