When It Rains (Snows?), It Pours

As you all probably know, I had to have my gallbladder removed almost two weeks ago.  It was really inflamed and infected, and had stones, too.  The doctor said the stones probably developed while I was pregnant with Elliott, and they just hadn't bothered me before (they  saw them on a scan for the first time right around Elliott's fourth birthday, but they weren't bothering me then).  Anyway, I saw the doctor last week, and he kept me on pretty major restrictions.  Still no lifting, minimal bending, and no exercising, other than walking.  I'm about to go out of my mind! :) 

Then last Thursday, my husband started having back pain and some men's health issues.  So he's been in and out of the doctor's office.  Right now we are waiting to hear what his ultrasound and urine test said.  The doctor thinks he could have a kidney stone, along with a probable hernia or twisted vein. So now he is restricted from heavy lifting as well.

So guess what happened over the weekend?  Our basement had minor flooding. Just about all of our furniture is up off the ground to prevent it from getting damaged, but now we have no way of MOVING the stuff to get everything dry underneath.  My sister did what she could by herself, but the heavy stuff requires two people.  Add to that the fact that apparently I'm the only one in our house that can clean, so my house hasn't been cleaned in nearly three weeks (and yes I'm highly irritated by that)! I would be embarrassed to have anyone come over to help my sister move stuff!