'Um, that's not Cinderella, mister'

We took Diana to the doctor yesterday. She has an ear infection, prescribed her some medicine and it was all good. He was very impressed with her immune system and the fact that we haven't brought her in during the winter time.
Diana was a little scared going to the doctor. She's never had a bad experience there but when the nurse called her name, she froze up and started crying. We reassured her that nothing bad has ever happened to her at the doctor and that she'd be fine.
She had to get on the scale and even though there was a Dora sticker on the scale that she LOVED and a poster of kids with their heads in sunflowers that she thought was funny, she didn't want to do it. So, Mom got on, the nurse wrote down my weight, and then Mom and Diana got on. Poor Nurse had to do some math, but she got what she needed.
Diana did fine while we were in the exam room. She let the doctor look at her eyes and her ears. She put her shoes back on all by herself while he was doing that, as if to say 'OK, we can go now' but she didn't get upset until he asked her to open her mouth so he could look at her tongue.
I told Diana on Tuesday that the doctor was going to have to look at her tongue and that she would get stickers if she did everything she needed to do at the doctor. I told her that he would have Cinderella and Snow White stickers for her.
The doctor was able to look at her tongue while she was crying, made his prognosis and that was it. No big deal.
As we were getting ready to leave, he asked Diana if she would like to pick out a sticker. She leaped off my lap and practically chased the poor man down the hallway. Mom and Dad were an afterthought.
The doctor handed Diana a basket with various stickers in it. He leafed through trying to help her decide. She didn't see what she wanted.
"Eee-yah, no-white," she said.
I explained to the doctor that I told her he would have Cinderella and Snow White, but that if he didn't that was OK, we would make do.
"OH, no let's see what we can find," he said.
He opened another drawer with about 500 stickers in it and Diana followed him over there, got on her tip toes and looked into the drawer. He found some girly stickers with imposter princesses on it and told her to choose her Princess.
She just stared at the stickers.
"Eee-yah, no-white," she said.
I quickly noticed that what he was trying to give her were imposter Princesses and tried to convince her that it was Cinderella and Snow White. It didn't work.
She threw herself on the ground and started crying. I took the stickers from the doctor, thanked him, apologized to him, picked Diana up and we left.
We had our first lesson with Diana about being grateful.
This morning, we found out that there is a confirmed case of Hand, Foot and Mouth disease in her classroom at School. Wonderful.