I had SS involvement just after Ex's nephew died. We were not coping. TBH, we needed a kick up the arse. The house was a mess. What we did not need is an unprofessional, bully of a SW adding to our stresses. Which is what we got.
We had the police visit for an unrelated incident. They were ones who informed SS and I absolutely understand why they did. Things were far from great. When the police came there was a sofa full of washing. Toys, shoes and takeout cartons and empty beer cans on the floor, along with carrier bags of rubbish hanging off doors. The washing up or hoovering hadn't been done for days if not weeks in the case of the hoovering and you could barely get into the bathroom for dirty washing. The police were happy that the children were not immediate danger but needed to raise the issue with SS.
Because we'd had notice that they were coming, we asked for the help we needed from our families. By the time the SW visited, the floor was tidy and hoovered, toys had been washed and stored in new plastic storage boxes and we'd bought bins and got rid of the carriers on the door handles, but the carpet was old, worn out completely in some places and had a few stains that we couldn't remove. The washing had been re-washed, ironed and put away and the sofa hoovered. The sofa was as the carpet was old and tattered, but otherwise tidy and free of debris.
The pots had been washed and the kitchen bleached to within an inch of it's life and we'd done a full food shop. My dad had removed the kitchen carpet as it was by far the most worn in the house and had painted the concrete floor black, with a paint suitable for floors. It had been swept and mopped.
The bathroom had been tidied, bleached and the carpet hoovered. We'd hired a carpet cleaner and removed as much of the mildew and soap scum as we could from the carpet, but like in the rest of the house it was old, worn and stained.
We thought that would have been it. The SW would visit, see that we'd cleaned up and maybe call back a few times to make sure we were managing to keep on top of things now. We were wrong.
When she came around she was not happy at all with what we had done. She accused me of trying to "pull the wool over her eyes" by cleaning up when she had read the police report and knew how bad things had been. She told me I was at risk of loosing my children if I did not start to co-operate.
She left me with a list of things to improve including:
Buy a new sofa because ours was too old and tattered and might cause 4yo dd1 embarrassment if she invited friends around.
Put a floor covering down in the kitchen as concrete was a danger, if dd1 fell she might be injured (there was a stair gate at the kitchen door)
Remove the carpet from the bathroom and replace it with something more hygienic. Replace the wallpaper in the bathroom as it was peeling off in places and looked unsightly and could be a danger to dd1 if she picked at it and ate it.
Re carpet the front room as the stains could have been anything and could be what was causing dd1's digestive problems (a few weeks after being signed off from SS she was diagnosed with chronic constipation and given laxatives which solved the problems we'd been having with her) Dd1 did not eat off the floor, we had a fold out table for her.
I explained, truthfully, that we were in the middle of renovating a house we'd bought and would be moving in around 6 weeks time, the house we were moving to had new flooring, a new sofa and freshly plastered and painted walls. I explained that we had no money for new carpets and had asked the LL repeatedly for new carpet but he'd turned us down. I explained that we could not afford another new sofa and nor could we bring our new one here because the sofa we had in that house belonged to the LL and we'd have no-where to store it, plus we had no access to a van to be moving things around.
She told me that moving in the middle of an investigation would be seen as trying to evade intervention and my children "might be removed" She gave me a week to make the improvements.
I called my dad, who was incidentally the builder who was renovating our new home, in floods of tears. He called and spoke to the SW and invited her to view our new house and told her he could have it safe for us to move into within a fortnight. She told him a fortnight was not good enough, we had to make the improvements on her list within a week or I "might lose my children" and also told him we could not move until the investigation was complete. We somehow managed it, but I ended up having to take sick leave from work and ultimately lost my job, I ended up on anti depressants and having panic attacks. The house move was set back by months because we had to spend what we'd saved for it on new carpets for the LLs house. I barely slept or ate the whole time we were under SS. At one point I was up until 3am decorating the bathroom and back up at 6:30am the next morning to scrub the kitchen because I knew she was due back. Her involvement made our life 10 times harder. Not once did she offer any actual support or point us in the direction of help, she didn't even ask what had caused our problems until the day she signed us off.
At the end she admitted that she had very high standards and that SW had caused her stress illnesses and OCD in her home and had effected her relationship with her own children and that she was leaving SW because of it. I guess I should have felt sorry for her but her "issues" had cost me money, my mental health and my job. As she left she told me that if I had to have SS intervention again I would "lose my children" she seemed to like pointing that out at every given opportunity that she could take my children away.
I wasn't on MN at the time. I wish I had been as I've since learned that she was nothing more than a nasty, unprofessional bully who I should have complained about. I don't believe that all SWs are like her but she has put me off ever asking them for help again and I would think twice before reporting anyone to SS. I'd been too scared to complain while it was all going on because I thought she and she alone had the power to take my kids away, that's how she always made it sound.