I had to move him and his oxygen equipment so we could get the water out. It took hours and would have been quicker with more help but there were many in the street closed their blinds and pretended to not know this was going on.
I have their cards marked.

I ended up cutting all the downstairs carpet into strips and chucking it into the front garden. Made it much easier to get the place dry. The guy was dying from an asbestos related condition and I didn't think him sleeping on damp carpets was going to be good for him.
His poor wife was in a right state. But we got him set up in a dry spot and I gave her a cuddle and a cup of tea before getting stuck into the cleaning up.
They got new carpets fitted within a couple of weeks and he died a month later in dry comfort.