Having the Clockwork Orange eye-spreader thing in my eye feels as if an oversized butterfly with sandpaper for wings has flown into my eye and decided to breakdance there. No, it is not a nice feeling. But I knew, in advance, that it would not be a nice feeling. So what I keep telling myself once the eye-spreader is in is this: The sooner I make my peace with letting the butterfly do its breakdance, the sooner this will be over. Also, if you are contemplating having corrective eye surgery, do yourself a favor: move on with your day and do…