I was told by a new HV that I had to stop co-sleeping with toddler DS because otherwise "there would be consequences" (the implication was that I would get in trouble from someone).
I rushed down to see the GP who was also new. He said he believed the HV over me and that I must stop co-sleeping with DS immediately or face consequences. He was quite threatening about it.
I had to set up a single bedroom for toddler DS to move into immediately, and move him into it.
Then I had to ring the chief HV and report the horrid HV and explain that DS had obstructive apnoea. He could not sleep alone because he repeatedly stopped breathing at night and needed to be supervised.
The chief HV found the mean HV and told her off, which was impressive, as I had got the woman's name wrong. The chief HV said she knew who it was without being told the name.
The mean HB then rang me and was mean again on the phone, which was helpful. Not.
Four weeks later I had a nervous breakdown due to extreme sleep deprivation. I was housebound for most of DS's primary school years. Shortly after I recovered, DS had a nervous breakdown from grinding through the school system without an EHCP and without any NHS help for his many medical problems.
The HV service is a disgrace.
I used to be really pro-NHS, and pro-state schools, but tbh I'm pretty fucked off with the whole shooting match now.