The antibiotics have done their job. The bite wounds have closed, and the flea irritations all over her body have scabbed over and subsided. She's using her litterbox, and is resistant to taking her medicine, and tries to get out of the bathroom.
She's eating and drinking. And, she'll jump up into my lap when I come in to spend time with her, and sprawl bonelessly across my lap, kneading her paws as I brush her or pet her.
I have my kitty back.
And I am so happy!