I was limbing out a pine tree for a lock onstand. I sawed thru a limb and followed thru across one of my knuckles. I bent my finger to see if I cut a tendon. The cut opened up and I could see my tendon (they are white in case your wondering). Since the finger still worked I decided to finish hanging the stand. I kept dabbing my hand under my armpit to sop up the blood. The cut should have been stitched but I didn't want to quit hunting so I butterflyed it and wrapped it tight. I reopened the cut the next day drawing on a doe. I smoked her