He is obsessed by the girls that hang out at our house. they run in and out of the houses and he gets all worked up. I called him to come and take his medications and he started swearing walking up and down, throwing rocks, etc....the boys tried to stop him and touched him so he started fighting them, they were trying to restrain him and he hit me in the head and grabbed my arm digging is nails in. I called the police and they got him to come in the house. I explained and they were actually really good with him. I told them I think he needs to go to the hospital but in the mean time I had given him a PRN medication and it was kicking in. He sat and calmed and Integrated Listening Systems (ILS) worker showed up and he was able to hold it together. They left and I have a call into the doctor. He just doesn't know what to do or how to handle himself around the older teen girls. He got so worked up. I just know my complex is going to send me a letter or something about it. I did all the right things but I can see they would be worried. The kids in trying to help make things so much worse. I told the girls like three times to go in the house and STAY there until I can get him in our house but they kept coming out and then laughing and then running in so it made him think he was on a stage. Just got him all worked up. I hate days like this.