We are in a two story, with 3 beds and a bath upstairs. After a month and all the wet moldy stuff torn out downstair we moved back in. It has been a challenge, temp kitch made with the cheapest in-stock stove I could find, old doors on sawhorses for counters, lots of cheap plastic shelves from Walmart. I have eaten more drywall dust than I would have ever imagined.
When we knew the flood was likely coming we had friends carry all the furniture upstairs, while I loaded up horses, cows, dogs, cats, kids all sent to different places. It was a massive effort.
But through it all, my wife and I still feel blessed. Family had to pull together and we did it. We kept nearly all that was precious. None of us hurt (but I considered killing the Bull at one point). We have several months to go but it isn't going to bankrupt us due to "winning" the fight with the insurance. I didn't get the max out of them, but I got close.