Ss will come out this time I'm sure.
I don't share this, ever, but I think maybe it will help you x
I had a ss interview when stbxh hit me, and I confided in my gp. The gp decided that the nature of the injury - neck, like yours, but punched in the throat, not strangled. I had no proof, it had healed by the time I told her. But the neck area, and the lack of remorse, and the fact that Ds was in the house when it happened, all signaled real danger.
So on top of dealing with all that, I had to deal with ss coming round to judge me. That's how I felt at the time, and it was such am awful time, I really feel for you.
So a 2.5 hr interview at my house, with Ds present. Then they phoned the hv and gp to get their viewpoints, and closed the file, satisfied that I would put my baby ahead of the partner.
She did alot of observing me with Ds, to get a sense of how well I looked after him and prioritied him. She said he was lovely and it was obvious I'd walk into hell and back for him... Which was relieving that shone through
And it's true, I would, I'd die for him - but better to choose to live for him instead :)
Going through everything in detail was horrible, but also kind of healthy to admit all this stuff, to a stranger who not only believed me, but saw more clearly the abuse and risks than I did.
Some of it was almost nice (or would have been in a different situation!), talking about Ds development, and how well he was doing, and the things we did together that we loved to do, and I showed her his cot, and his toys, and his favourite books, and the things I had made for him (appliquéd blanket and clothes)... Like a really weird high pressure show and tell. Surreal stuff!
She did ask some odd questions though, which felt a bit odd against the backdrop of horror I was going through at the time! But I answered everything honestly and very seriously, as humour, even gallows humour, wasn't what she was looking for, & it could have been very misinterpreted.
She also asked alot of hypothetical questions, like, what would you do if he broke in and put a knife to your neck (no weapon history at all, bit random). And i answered first, well he wouldnt, and she pushed me on it (obviously!) so I said 'well, I wouldn't be able to do anything, he'd have a knife to my neck' and she pushed again so I said 'look, in this scenario, I'd be dead, so I'm not sure I could do anything'.
Always puzzled me that line of questioning, but I think now it was to do with making sure I understood how powerless I was to defend myself in that situation, let alone a baby. And that's really the main thing... If you let him back into your life, you are powerless as physically, you cannot protect yourself or your dc. So that's why you have to protect yourselves Before it gets to that.
Basically, it was intense, but necessary, as children's lives are ruined by seeing abuse, let alone getting caught in the crossfire, or the abuse moving on to them too. It made me realise that I was one of them, those abused women, those other people I never thought I would be.
And ss need to know if that child has someone who will fight for them, and do anything to keep them safe and happy and innocent. But if you can't be that person, they will step in.
And that was the scary part. She told me that she personally had had to take children into care when an abused mother couldn't see the danger and harm to her children and herself. She made her power very clear.
And at the time, being brutally honest, I felt scared and freaked out by it, it sounded almost threatening - though of course she wasn't in any way threatening me. She was telling me the truth. The unpalatable truth.
Someone needs to be there for those kids, and the sw will have seem such horrible things, so they don't take your motherly bond and priorities as read, they can't, they don't know you.
In the end, it was a beneficial experience for me to go through. Fucking hated it, but I came out the other side with no confusion or muddled thinking, and no
Intention of ever going through it again. Ds first, dh err, not on the list. That's what his actions did.
That's how I had to change, no room for sympatheses and pity, no softening or being bullied back, no fear in the face of changing my life. It just was the way it had to be.
I never saw children's services again.
Hope that helped 
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