three months

Approximately 90 days.
How would you feel if you were given three more months to live? How would you spend it? I bet some of us would want it to be planned, connect with whoever we want to give thanks to, to ask for forgiveness, to show love, or just to do the little things to those people around us and leave pretty memories as we go.
But what if only those people around you know that you only have three months to live?
This idea has been bothering me since yesterday, when my family and I had a short visit at the hospital where my uncle (my father's cousin) has been staying for a couple of days now. I've been trying to keep myself busy to stop myself from thinking about it for it will only crush my heart more.
With my uncle's deteriorating body getting more palpable, I never thought that his condition had come this far. I was only thinking of high fever + old age (but he's only 61 or 62) + some bacterial infection in the stomach area. But when I asked my father about his situation, on what is it that he's suffering from, I got lost in myself. He is suffering from cancer, colon cancer to be more specific. And he might also be suffering from bone cancer, too, already having a crack on his spine area.
I couldn't even breathe properly. I wanted to help him breathe. I wish I could.