Just need to get this off my chest. Got my 2nd jag on Wednesday and hit by awful fatigue yesterday (Friday). Managed to scrape myself out of bed and drove 2/3 kids to school(normally a 10min walk). Back home and into bed - slept for 4 hours only to be woken by DC1 age 11 (her class are isolating) wanting to know when we we going to check on something for her birthday party. At about 2 I went to hang out some washing needed for DS's bed last night and I got a 5 min rant from DH (WFH) about work stuff and he got all huffy when I stopped him so I could hang out washing and lie back down. He never came near me all day to see how I was, offer a cup of tea, nothing. The only things he said to me was to ask if I'd fixed the stairgate yet and then later to say he'd pick the other 2 kids up if I made dinner. I've come downstairs cause the heat has woken me up and the kitchen is like a bombsite, he couldn't be bothered to tidy up after dinner. So guess who's going to have to do that today. I'm feeling so uncared for.